Some may know this time of year as Blueberry Season.
Toby taught me not to wear felt-bottomed shoes when I go blueberry picking. That day, he would not let me move until he had cleared every drop of juice from my poor tennies.
There is at least another bucket of berries waiting to be picked and turned into pies. Tomorrow I plan to help them with their collective wish.
What? I like to keep things interesting!
Yes, I really did buy the “Amish” shoes. They are about as stylish as bowling shoes, but boy are they comfy! My approach to fashion is to pretend it is the 90’s and that clunky unattractive shoes go with everything – including dresses.
Toby has an easy solution for any shoes he doesn’t like; he chews them up. Sadly, that is his treatment for those that he does as well.
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The Adventures of Bitey Dog 