Thank you for the invite but almost all my dogs are buried in my yard.
It’s bad enough that I have to worry about the one buried in my mom’s yard, if she passes on or sells the house.
I’m not sure where dad buried him so I can’t even go dig him up after 38 years.
/leave no dog behind
Plus, y’all have dinosaurs and no mountains.
;)
Dang. When I sold my house before moving down here, I suppose I should have dug up Tiger Lily, the kitty cat who died in 2012. I buried her in the back yard.
Well, alligators. Just stay out of the lakes and ponds. But there are all sorts of small lizards running around as well.