Moseley thinks I have a treat for him...

So I coome home and who is waiting for me thinking I have a T-R-E-A-T for him? (you have to spell it because if that word is uttered out loud, he loses him mind). Its Moseley, aka Moses, aka the Mose.

After much tail wagging and big brown eyes, it turns out that I did have a treat.

Laters,

jth

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