The boys were out to run around the house tonight while I straightened up the playpen. Great heavens...it sounded like wild buffalo running through the house. All three of them decided to run laps from the living room to the kitchen and all points in between. Ginger was in formation with them while the cats ran for cover and Marge (the old lady dog) refused to budge from her spot in the living room doorway - as a 135 pound mass of grumpy old lady she barked each time they passed around or over her.
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