Orn was born to a Mom, in a house with a Grandmother (not a Nana, MeMaw or other undignified G-Maw nickname) and an Auntie.
In time the Mom met a Dad. And there was a wedding, and Orn was ever so cute at the wedding. Then in a short time, there was a sister. It was a good & happy family. There were always the pets. In the begining there were a couple cats one who liked the Orn & Sis, one who did not. It would be many years before the Orn & the Sis could convince the Parents to open thier hearts to the BeagleDog.
The Orn learned things. She liked to learn about Readin & Writing but hated the Rythmatic. She tried to do the extra learning thing, but ended up doing the workin thing. Which was ok too.
Now the Orn lives in a cute house. The house sualy needs the lawn mowed. She’s got a good roomate in the BlondieDog. Every day is an adventure… to come home and find out what BlondieDog has eaten or broken.
Not too bad of a life considering all the highs & lows & creamy middles.
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I love Orn!