Well, this week I've rambled on about how guard dogs should be doing the work of guardian angels, since my ex-guardian angel was a bit of a flake. As you recall, we split up about 1994 so he could go live in England.
I guess he works for Scotland Yard now. Nice to know he's on the case, since my Mom who is a saint has to fly to Canada in one week.
Perhaps my ex-guardian angel Dusty was working with Barney the ex-guard dog in Wookey Hole last week. Who knows what was in those teddies! Perhaps that will be the next thing banned on airplanes.
Someone is looking after my Mom as well as myself--always good to know. Britannia, Brittania rule the international airways.
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