My brother wanted me to use that title. I have no idea what I means, but I think it might be something like “More moles than Carter has pillows”. If that’s the case, then he’s right, because we have a lot of moles! They are all over the neighborhood.
Every morning, on our walk, we see a new subdivision springing up – or I guess I should say down.
Well, I decided to be our neighborhood’s Welcome Wagon:
You know, I think I have a pretty big nose, but it’s not quite long enough to ring their doorbell.
So, if any of my friends who are Rough Collies or Shelties or Dachshunds or Afghans – or anybody who has a long snout – would like to join my Welcome Wagon Committee, send me a message!