Butter wouldn’t melt
Between her black lips
Her nose and moustache mucky
She curls up innocent
It’s too late now.....
The hole is dug
The day is nice and soft
For digging
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Soft Day for it
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he he... There's probably a water pipe under there somewhere.. our little fecker digs up the yard EVERY DAY, in the same spot and we've discovered it's because she can hear the water gushing through the pipe and thinks there be demons down there.. and she must kill them...
I loved the little quietly frustrated homage to your dawg today :-)
Thanks Watercats - yeah tis like she thinks if you don't see her doing it, you don't know who did it...
Send her over here thee's a rake of digging to be done.We're making a new moate.
She'll only do it where she thinks it's not allowed... but yeah we'll put her on the next train to ye...
Also why is she smoking in that first pic.Did she get hooked at the lab before she was rescued?
Love those last two lines.
And the dog, obviously.
TFE - part of her tough, "I don't give a damn" image.
Thanks Titus, she is very cute - still a few things she needs to learn, but overall she's getting better... :-) if you don't care about the garden at all.
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