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buldog5151bass
Kibble, milkbones, and P Basses. And redheads.
Day after Thanksgiving, I had 3/4 of a pecan and apples pie. Taco got up on the table.
I had no more pie, and my pup was VERY sick. I didn't know a 28 pound dog could make it all the way up there.
I had no more pie, and my pup was VERY sick. I didn't know a 28 pound dog could make it all the way up there.
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Where there's a will, there's a way. Like my Chihuahua dragging a freshly grilled 24 oz. porterhouse off my plate and onto the floor under the table when I got up to get the beer I'd forgotten to get before sitting down. Fortunately, the 5 second rule applied. Peanut was forced to watch me eat the whole steak. He looked pretty p'd off.
Ok. You're not going to eat that all by yourself, are you?
Patti in her grandma's chilly living room.
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That's chocolate labs for you. My niece's (Noisette) is just like that. I may not see her for weeks, but after welcoming twirls around me and between my legs, she grabs whatever's left of the tennis ball she is currently destroying, and drags me out to the back yard to play pitch and fetch. And she goes HARD!
Caught her giving Santa a beating not good ha ha ha
