I’ll admit it, I wasn’t a huge fan of Ginger Rogers. She was bigger than me and didn’t understand that I am the man in charge here! It was frustrating. We even came to blows a couple of times. I wasn’t sure what to think when mom brought home a Ginger Rogers look-a-like, but I’m not gonna lie, I kinda like her. Mom lets us play in 20 minute spurts in the backyard, which is good, because she wears me out!
Sometimes we will find a stick to death together, like this one…