Tag: crying jags
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A Little Sweet Makes It Easy
We were using my son-in-law’s truck to pick up some merchandise, and Kolly was not up for the adventure. On our way to the store, I sat in the back seat with her, and she tolerated me. She was civil, but she wasn’t her happy, grinning self. It was wretchedly hot in her carseat. Her…
Tip of My Iceberg 