Amber

Amber is my neighbor. She lives down the street from me and for years she used to stop by every day for a biscuit when her owners walked her. She doesn’t get around much these days because she’s getting on in years. She lost her “dad” last year and her “mom” is well into her 90s. I worry about them, so it was good to see her on her lawn. She and her owners were nice enough to let me think I had a part ownership in her since they knew I loved dogs but didn’t have one. I think I’ll stop by this week and take her a Christmas biscuit.