As a drawn-out, unpredictable, emotional rollercoaster of a sober October (my canine-supervised sobriety has been raising funds for Macmillan Cancer Support ) draws to its inevitable close, Frank and Zoe-dog prepare for winter. They begin to tolerate each other in close proximity for the darkest months; sharing fur warmth and firework worries. Tomorrow, Zoe-dog will celebrate her seventh birthday. A rescue from downtown San Jose, CA, where she was dumped as a tiny puppy at Christmas 2012, I gave her Hallowe’en as her birthday. The math works and so do her spells.
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Aww, I bet Frank enjoys her company so much. Happy Happy Happy Happy Birthday to Zoe! 7 is a good, strong number.
Thank you from Zoe-dog (and a high-five to Jernee)!
😊 You’re most welcome!
Taking the lead from Frank and Zoe, all us will have to draw closer together this Covid winter. Jill and I wish Zoe a Happy Birthday.
Thank you, Allan and Jill. Zoe has just had her birthday sausages and looks much as she did in that older photo right now.