Wait, what kind of a neighbor was it? A bull? (I'm sure it was not the type of bull who plays basketball in Chicago.) Oh my goodness! Angel pup, you and your humans have such interesting neighbors!
Wait, what kind of a neighbor was it? A bull? (I'm sure it was not the type of bull who plays basketball in Chicago.) Oh my goodness! Angel pup, you and your humans have such interesting neighbors!
Praying for peace in the Middle East, Ukraine, and around the world.
I've been Boo'd ... right off the stage!
Aaahh, I have been defrosted! Thank you, Bonny and Asiel!
Brrrr, I've been Frosted! Thank you, Asiel and Pomtzu!
"That's the power of kittens (and puppies too, of course): They can reduce us to quivering masses of Jell-O in about two seconds flat and make us like it. Good thing they don't have opposable thumbs or they'd surely have taken over the world by now." -- Paul Lukas
"We consume our tomorrows fretting about our yesterdays." -- Persius, first century Roman poet
Cassie's Catster page: http://www.catster.com/cats/448678
I AM NOT talking to the humans in this house.
Not ONE of them.
They gave me a baph.
Took my collars off and EVERYTHING!
The one eyed man in the kingdom of the blind wasn't king, he was stoned for seeing light.
Hi, Angel! How was the Fourth of July at your house?
Praying for peace in the Middle East, Ukraine, and around the world.
I've been Boo'd ... right off the stage!
Aaahh, I have been defrosted! Thank you, Bonny and Asiel!
Brrrr, I've been Frosted! Thank you, Asiel and Pomtzu!
"That's the power of kittens (and puppies too, of course): They can reduce us to quivering masses of Jell-O in about two seconds flat and make us like it. Good thing they don't have opposable thumbs or they'd surely have taken over the world by now." -- Paul Lukas
"We consume our tomorrows fretting about our yesterdays." -- Persius, first century Roman poet
Cassie's Catster page: http://www.catster.com/cats/448678
Fourth of July was a very, very noisy day at my house, but not for the reason most of the furkids here have to deal with.
My Dad and Poppa were very, very busy wrecking pieces of my world, and the tools they were using hurt my puppy ears. There were saw, drills, and other noisy things, and my ears are very sensitive to noises. I don't like them. I kept hoping the kids would help me out, but all they could do was take me outside, which helped a little, but some of the noises were outside, too.
They did give me ice cream and a cheeseburger because I tried REALLY hard to be a good puppy.
The one eyed man in the kingdom of the blind wasn't king, he was stoned for seeing light.
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