Feb
11
It's Doggone Cold
Because the outdoor temperature today mostly stayed in the single digits (it may have reached 10 degrees Fahrenheit when I wasn't paying attention), I have spent most of the day inside, looking through old photos and making a weak attempt at organizing some research files. The few times I have ventured outside with my dog, Waffles, he's agreed with me that a quick, brisk walk was adequate.
One of the photos I came across got me thinking about my great-grandparents, G. Oliver and Islea Riggs, and their habits as dog owners. They clearly loved dogs; the family photo collection includes pictures of several different dogs they had over the years. I don't imagine they took their dogs for walks back in those days.
One of the photos I came across got me thinking about my great-grandparents, G. Oliver and Islea Riggs, and their habits as dog owners. They clearly loved dogs; the family photo collection includes pictures of several different dogs they had over the years. I don't imagine they took their dogs for walks back in those days.
