In the hills of life there are two trails. One lies along the higher sunlit fields where those who journey see afar, and the light lingers even when the sun is down; and one leads to the lower ground, where those who travel, as they go, look always over their shoulders with eyes of dread, and gloomy shadows gather long before the day is done. Harold Bell Wright The Shepherd of the Hills
2 luvs:
Aby, Oz was a total sweetie and I wish we lived closer so I could snuggle him all the time! Cute cute pics!! Love, Karen
tough, give him more kisses from me. too cute, love the jammies!
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