And then I thought, "This'll never work."
He'd said he didn't like dogs.
"They smell," he clarified.
I chewed slowly. I have a 100-lb. Great Pyrenees mix with recurring, chronic skin and ear infections. I may have nodded. I was thinking, "You have noooo idea..."
Well, Mufasa just got invited to the family Christmas in Germany. "I like him," he said.
Here's the proof: Wilbur. Stefan bought him (sort-of... I picked him out) last time he was here. Mufasa went to his basket and picked him out to play with today.
2 comments:
ok, here we go, we have our first disagreement in a story we share ... IIIIIIIIIII me me me me picked the fluffy guy - your honor obviously decided if Wilbur was good enough for King Mufasa ;-)
S.
This is the most adorable photo!!! I love how Mufasa's paw is lying over Wilbur. Just too cute. As you can see, I've been a bad blog fan, just now catching up on November & December! But enjoying every minute of it. Love living your European life vicariously.
Ciao,
Wendy
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