It is 11:30 pm and we are both up. I am sitting on the couch reading the news on the internet. Steve and I hear scratching at the door.... We look at each other and he answers the door.
There sits Sultan. She steps in the house, Steve sits down and pets her. There is lightning and light thunder. She is scared. I so wish we could let her in. She truly is the sweetest dog.
1 comment:
Why can't she come in?
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