So, I was settling in to a basket of fresh-from-the-dryer laundry today and I turned on the TV. We have weird cable at my house, which includes so many channels that most of the time I don’t even bother looking. If I feel in need of some senseless diversion I just watch whatever’s on. (Lucky for me, it usually L&O.) But today, today was special – today was Little House on the Prairie! And it was just starting!
Ok, I grew up on this and so although it’s not exactly cutting edge, it’s interesting to see what my little mind was taking in from 1974-1985. (Hopefully not that whole time…) I’ll get to the point; I think one of the reasons I love dogs so much is because the horrible Harriet Oleson hates them! Witness Nels Oleson, the kind man and his devotion to his dog. Enjoy.