On Wednesday night, my family got together to celebrate Riley's 25th Birthday, and Gabe's.
But mainly Riley's.
Poor little Frankie felt like he was being picked on by the bigger dog, Ellie, and spent most of his time either under my chair or in the corner behind me, or following Dad around.
Writer, poet, artist and prolific reader.... that's me.
I'm a collector of books, vinyls, coin purses and strange handbags... that's me too.
Otherwise, I love...
