Sunday, January 28, 2007
Frozen Morning, Bad Dog
No, they are not evidence of past piddles. I could live with that. These are where HuggaMutt sank into Foster Pond while trying to cross over to another dog on the levee. Fortunately, my whistle called her back right away. She just wants to visit with everyone. But the other dog is viciously barking, and not at all inviting.
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Glad you got her back in time!
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