we started this new year as we start almost every weekend morning,
shepherding a hobo looking dog and four basset hounds one of which she informed us was autistic. i wondered for a moment if she meant artistic. maybe he paints or sings. but no she repeated it. “he’s autistic, don’t be frightened if he barks at you”. she also had a leopard skin snugglie with a shitzu in it.
|From Planting Along The Verge|