Fence around our snowy
yard, bound by snow laden trees
Somewhere a white dog.
.
.
He’s hiding in plain sight. Where are you OJ?! Good thing he always comes when I whistle for him!
Fence around our snowy
yard, bound by snow laden trees
Somewhere a white dog.
.
.
He’s hiding in plain sight. Where are you OJ?! Good thing he always comes when I whistle for him!