That is an awesome tale. My grandma has some amazing stories too. Like when she travelled here (Australia) from England by boat, she took her dog with her, only to lose him when she finally arrived. 2 years later the boat returns to Australia, complete with her dog! Too cute.
That is fantastic! I hope that poor little doggy was taken care of while he/she was away.
Aww-some. Here name wasn't Mary was it?
Sadly, no. Her name is Ruth. It did make me think of that too, though, especially since that seems to be Ava's favorite song of late.
Remember when you were so sad that Ryan was eating a lamb at our Indian dinner? Now I see why.
Of course, I don't remember anyone saying what happened to Namby-baa when he/she grew up.
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