Yesterday I was a dog. Today I'm a dog. Tomorrow I'll probably still be a dog. Sigh! There's so little hope for advancement - Ivy on the farm before going to her forever home.Thursday, January 29, 2009
Ivy
Yesterday I was a dog. Today I'm a dog. Tomorrow I'll probably still be a dog. Sigh! There's so little hope for advancement - Ivy on the farm before going to her forever home.maggie
I talk to him when I'm lonesome like; and I'm sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that. ~
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Winston by the red couch
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
any time now...
sitting and waiting for someone, possibly his master to come out of the quaint little bookstore on Filmore Street in San Franciso, California. He patiently waited and look toward me while I took a few photos of him.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
California Coastline Wind Stroking My Coat....
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