Fancy Schmancy

I think I may have jinxed myself with that previous story about the old dog. (btw- it was just a joke email from my sister.) Look at who was just sleeping in the sun on my front step. I scared him when I opened the door.
Poor guy. Needs a haircut. I could have really spiffed him up! Made all the other dogs jealous. They would have been lining up at my door to get they hair fixed! For real I have my masters from the N.D.G.A.A.