Thanks for posting this Angie.
I'm sure the cut onions won't be any worse for us than when we left the theater after watching Marley and Me, and I had already read the book!
Dogs....some of my greatest joys and most certainly my greatest sorrow. Gideon (the big done in this early 1980's photos) my first purebred non-hunting dog. He was a Belgian Tervuren. A truly amazing dog except that he hated fireworks. New Years 1989 he jump through our upstairs window when a unusually loud firework went off over our house. He impaled himself on a sprinkler. I never got over him...still brings tears to my eyes remembering that night
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