Jan 22, 2024
This morning my world is covered in ice. My little doggo slipped her way out the door, then slipped her way back in. I'm grateful I don't have to traipse to the barn with buckets of water. :)
This morning my world is covered in ice. My little doggo slipped her way out the door, then slipped her way back in. I'm grateful I don't have to traipse to the barn with buckets of water. :)
I explore life and tell stories! Embracing the world of Drabbles. Publisher of Fiction Shorts, the Challenged, and Another Fucking Publication