As many of you know, Muafasa often has to wear a hood… one of those big, white cones dogs wear after surgery. He has to wear it lately when I leave the house because he licks a spot on his leg til it’s just raw. Well, yesterday Mom and I were going to go downtown and I said, “Mufasa, come on… we gotta go…” I started toward him with the cone. He walked into Mom’s room and did this:
Where’s Mufasa?
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