Sweeney
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Corgies are perpetually trying to round up the sheep (doodles) at the dogparks we go to...
I didn't know Corgies were herders --- With their leg length, I would have imagined they aren't good for much more than herding a worm stamped in the driveway after a spring storm. Poor Junniper, she wants to run with the big dawgs.
She tries to herd Mrs Sweeny & Myself all the time, which doesn't end well after an adult beverage or two...
Last night we had a really nice thunderstorm --- wth as rough as weather has been out west of us, I'm glad it wasn't our turn. I think that the sound of the rain, wind, and thunder is a natural lullaby. This is funny because a clap of thunder would send me into an absolute panic when I was a kid.
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