I grimaced, "Oh no," as I waited for the other shoe to drop.
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No, that is NOT a Coon Hound. That is a PAIR of...well...other than little, furry, potty-where-you-please, rascals...we don't really know what they are.
"Don't worry," she said, "They'll just be here for a few days."
"Oh no," I grimaced (do you see a pattern here?). As I recall, that is what she said about about this goof ball...
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...who looks pretty at-home in my warm living room.
But the are so cute...
ReplyDeleteHAHAHA. keep them at least until I get there. as long as they don't have names, you're probably safe.
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