by April Kidwell | Blessful Writings
Look at that innocent face. With those big brown eyes, clear as a mountain pond in spring. A wiggly little nose, and distracting pink ears that decry his thievery. This is a sock thief. He also steals tissues. And napkins (the fabric kind because that’s all we...
by April Kidwell | Blessful Writings
Jasper is not our first shelter adoption. My very first dog was adopted from the Humane Society of Bend eons ago. She was a dachshund terrier mix, all black and brown and white. She was low, but not slow. A runner. The door opened and she was gone. But she always came...