I was thinking about really happy things this morning, and here's what came to mind: Clancy the Wonderdog. Take a good look at him, folks. This pesky pup lived to be 17 years old. Which, I believe in dog years made him something like 3 Million Human years or something like that. Whatever, I'm not good at math. Anyway, this picture is of me (nice bangs, yeah?) and Clancy at our old home in Wickford.
Not much else to say, but that picture sure holds a lot of happy in it.
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