Whew! I'm glad that week's over! I'm not 100% yet, but I'm getting there. I haven't been that sick in years and I don't want to be again. Enough of my whining though. I want to thank everyone for all the well wishes, it meant a lot. Thank you so much!
All the names were were put on paper, folded and put into a hat. It was all very scientific believe me. Actually quite advanced for a couple of hounds.
Freddie did the honors.
Then just about ate the winning name.
Although, even as I pried his mouth open, I could see the word "under" and knew then who the winner was.
None other than our pals from Australia Stella and Rory From Down Under. Congratulations guys! As soon as we receive your mailing address we will get your copy of The Dog Who Talked To God in the mail.
As for the weekend mischief, Freddie spent part of it whining in the lounge chair because his pink flamingo wouldn't let him have his deer antler.
"Waaaaaaaahhhh! Momma, pink flamingo won't let me have my antler!"
"Oh, just get down and get it Fred."
"No way! I'm not going near that floozie!"
Now a few people asked what Fred was doing while Gloria was staying faithfully by my side while I was sick. Well........
Just look at that face and use your imagination!
