It's a good thing that we don't have downstairs neighbors because they would hate us. My craft room is right under the kitchen and while I was in there working John fed the dogs their dinner which is quite the commotion. It sounded like the ceiling was going to crash down on me and I seriously looked up to check for cracks.
Winston alone sounds like a giant walking...BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! He's never going to be light on his feet.
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