Monday Andy, Drew, Jillian, Bailey, Lucy and I went to the little walking park/pond/play area in our subdivision. Andy played fetch with the dogs until they wore out, which doesn't take long. The kids and I played on the play set. Jillian loved the swing. Drew likes climbing to the top and playing with the rocks. So we were having a great time. The dogs were worn out and just hanging out and we were playing on the play set. Then an old fat fart waddles over to a garden (on the public grounds) behind the swing set and grumbles "Are those your dogs? They need to be on leashes. I am afraid of dogs." So we had to tie the dogs to the bench until we left. It just really ticked my off. The dogs didn't even approach him or come anywhere near him. I think I should have told him that I am afraid of creepy old guys around my children, could he leave? I don't know that he is not a pedophile. This is why I hate people. After he waddled off we took them off of the leashes again. Na Na Na Na Poo Poo!
Drew decided to put a "flower" (dandelion) behind his ear. It ended up just being squashed up pieces of "flower" behind his ear. Drew picks "flowers" for me all the time from our yard. What a sweet boy.
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