Two Years of Pascale
I missed Pascale’s “gotcha’ date with everything that’s been going on around here, but felt it a necessary break of sadness and stress to celebrate my gangly black panther dog. As a furbaby mother, I shouldn’t pick favorites. I should love all my babies equally and cherish them in their own individual ways. But I don’t. Pascale is my favorite. She is best dog, and I even tell this to Eliot quite frequently. I will always adore Eliot and he’s my favorite…