Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Slim and Franke
Sunday, April 10, 2016
70 IN DOG YEARS
Today is Slim's 10th Birthday. This makes her 70 in dog years. I will be 70 in June. She got her own plate of bacon, eggs, toast and cheese but gobbled it down before we could snap the picture and sing Happy Birthday. Love this girl. She is the BDITW. (Best Dog In The World).