Monday, February 4, 2008

The Golden In Winter

The day we agree on anything is the day pigs will have wings!








Queen Lizzie had no sons.
She had three whiskered things
but she disowned them.







What family doesn't have its ups and downs?










How did we get here? Step by step.

















I scheme a lot,I know.
I plot and plan.



But there is more to me than that.























Don't everybody sob at once!

















I'm still a marvel of a dog.

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