Letters to Lexi What is My job ? , Humans require special care, our job is to provide comfort, an understanding look and a non -judgmental ear , sometimes these things R easier to give than others, We are naturally Loving creatures, and yes we have problems of our own, but Their Vulnerability must be addressed first,, At times I know I have seemed selfish, .It may be hard to believe, so here’s an example”.. I am being petted,Daddog stops, I gently but firmly reach out my paw to adjust his thinkin,tellin him that he is not Threw….,This also considered a WIN/WIN , This may seem rude or self-centered,, but my action actually calms him, taking his focus from his problems and allowing him to escape into a loving mental condition,, ……..also When in doubt, give kisses

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I guess it falls on me to update Daddogs status….”They shoot Horses, don’t they” While I was on the ruuf, Daddog went to play Golf with MarkDog, .. Being an OldTimmerDog, and lacking in the area of phittness, Golf seemed to be a no-brainer for Daddog, ,Word has it , He has concord the ridin in the Cart part,But the hittin the ball part, had been a Bone of Con10sion, The story I’m here-in is, He swanged ( swinged) his club and tore Something in his shoulder, At first It was thought this to be some kind of distraction,2 take awearness off his pour play, But after filling 2 hand towels with tears, the other players conceded ” The boy is really Hurt” Being a trouper, he road the rest of the way, moanin when he thought he was not the sinter of attention, Momdog thought he was fakin, and twisted his arm, Haven’t heard a scream like that since Momdog found out her coupons had expired, Daddog is slung-up, resting…. Momdog is rewrighting her list ,with things that can be done Lefthanded

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Wo s the Best,,, Lexidog Lewis,…I had just pro-cured a ride with MD and DD , driving down our street, when I noticed the most beautiful face in the world ( other than Mine) in a car that was headed up the street toward My house, in an instant, I new, our eyes met and we began to Ruu, MAX was being transported for a play date with Me, I was on my way to places un-NOn, , Threw My per-sa-way-siv powers I convinced Daddog to return to our house….., We rushed into each others Paws,( fade to the horizon) and were placed in the Backyard to play… Happy Day in Lexiland

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Another Ride past the Doe-nut shop,…. Momdog came along,…Choc this up ( I won’t Sugar-coat it) toThe Jellyous composition of Daddogs mined…We Rolled up to the shop, it was Sprinkling, trying not to cause a Stir, was the Yeast of our problems,…..Cutting to the chase….,Daddogs was Displaying Mixed feelings which Floured into a Knead to no…..,Dipping into his Case and Egged on by Momdog, He Worked up , enough courage to ask “What’s going on ?”… I Eclare , He wasn’t trying to get a Rise out of them, Maybe it’s his Age, ..” It was a Remodel “…The Hole time, Daddog started to Coffe and Dunked down a Bite in the seat, same Oiled Daddog ,Maples no Scents, and here’s a Twist , he was not Bar-d when it reopens, I don’t no, what happened next, I Dozen-d off

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2sday, Sad day, This mornings ride, found us at the previous location of the Donuts shop,..a construction crew with Donuts equipment removing tools was at work, Daddogs eyes seem to glaze over, I hurd his tummy growl,His skin seemed to loosen , I felt helpless, We went to the store, He came out with Donuts holes, in a bag, As we drove home , he consumed the in-tire bag, ( except one), upon arrival, he stashed the bag in the trash, and brushed away the crumbs from his fur, , Momdog on her way to take out the trash, asked ” how was the jim?.. Busy ? “. Daddog says “yes, Hey I’ll take that”. -it’s sad to think my silence can be bought with a single donuts hole,

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