Bernie, brown pee pee? Why do you have that color, buddy?
Oh, oh...I remember when Momma brought Rachael in the door. I met her on the street and thought she was really nice, and then...suddenly, she was in my house, on my bed and sitting close to my Momma plus taking up room in my car bed. Bernie, sometimes I think about Rachael and wish she were here to just lay around the backyard together. Plus she would guard the fence and bark at the black birds.
Send a picture of the surprise and hope you are feeling better today. Your friend, Charlie and his Momma |