I guess it was inevitable. It appears that my four-legged grand-babies are restless and looking for alittle adventure of their own. When you looked at the label counts, my dog references far out weighed everything else.
Meathead did leave a parting note. I promised to pass it on.
You are the best grandma ever, but I have learned alot about blogging from checking out yours. We will be doing things differently.
- There will be no exercise talk. Bulldogs don't exercise - I find comfortable accomodations without the sweating and panting, and then plant myself there. Simple, direct, efficient! (That Milo, he is a fast learner.)
- There will be no "goal setting". That sounds like work. I don't do that either.
- There will be no talk of hobbies. No thumbs - remember?
- Daily postings are out. We have lives. We have important things to do. Grandma, you might want to take a look in the mirror!
Anyway, love you bunches, Grandma!