Have I told you about Riley, our neighbour's dog? He used to be just terrified of Gypsy (don't know why, it's not like they ever had any sort of confrontation) He wouldn't even walk on the same side of the road as she was on. Anyhow, since she left to go and live the big city life, he has been feeling much more comfortable around our house. The last few weeks he even comes to visit, has a little sleep sometimes and then wanders off home. This morning Steven went to check the mail, and there he was, just waiting to be invited in for a biscuit!
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That wringer/washer is identical to the one my mother had when I was little. We three little girls did all the laundry in our household, think starting when I was like 4 ...then we'd lug it load by load out into the back yard to hang to dry, spring, summer, fall, winter (brrr..those snows and winter winds!)...back then children were given so much more responsibility at much younger ages than they are entrusted with today. And yet I still felt I had the most wonderful childhood!
OOPs, that comment was "supposed" to go with the above post...love the mutt by the way! What a sweet face :)
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