Where The Wild Things Are
Gratuitous dog shot. Yes, I know, that's what Facebook is for, but I thought I'd post the little minx/Sphinx here, too.
Aida, my Chinese Crested, stands, uh, sits, guard in Rancho Mirage.
I'm writing my column in a chair next to hers.
She's about to bark, "Let the Wild Rumpus start!"
Or maybe, "Mommy, may I have a Milk Bone?"
Old RPM Daddy (OldRPMDaddy at GMail dot com) at December 5, 2014 8:47 AM
She's actually on a break from gnawing her bull penis stick! (Seen in lower left.)
Amy Alkon at December 5, 2014 9:01 AM
She's the mistress of all she surveys. Her thought bubble might be excellent photograph of your highness, now get back to writing, slave!
I R A Darth Aggie at December 5, 2014 9:13 AM
"She's actually on a break from gnawing her ..."
You know, if you'd just finished that with "chew toy," it would have been okay too!
Old RPM Daddy (OldRPMDaddy at GMail dot com) at December 5, 2014 12:31 PM
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