<html><head><style type="text/css"><!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --></style></head><body><div style="font-family:'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;font-size:12pt"><div>Good morning all, it's the momPerson here,</div><div><br></div><div>It is a sunny Sunday morning here in California. I ran yesterday so this morning I got up, fed the dogs, made coffee and started on the people breakfast.</div><div><br></div><div>Cyrus got the last of the home made chicken soup .... but Snoopy can't have chicken so he had to settle for lamb and rice kibble and beef canned ,,,,, he got jealous but he got over it .... I thought .... until I started making our breakfast (stuffed crossants) at which point Snoopy snarked at Cyrus. Well ... I threw them both out of the kitchen and put up a barrier to the cooking area and Snoopy snarked at ME! The nerve. And they laid together all curled out just on the other side of the barrier and watched me putting
all kinds of good stuff into the crossants and put them in the oven.</div><div><br></div><div>Then, I sat down at the computer in the family room and both dogs took off for the living room. I hear grunting and happy sounds .... I hear squeaking and moooooing (that would me "my cow") and all sorts of sounds. I peaked and found two dogs happily playing and two tails wagging furiously and then they both stopped, saw me, gave me the "mother how could you look" look ..... and I left so they could continue the game.</div><div><br></div><div>Time to pull breakfast out of the oven.</div><div><br></div><div>YUMMMM</div><div><br></div><div>Drool to all in need ....</div><div><br></div><div>The peaking momPerson ..... with Snoopy (she peaked) and Cyrus (how could she, it's PRIVATE)</div><div style="position:fixed"></div>
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