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June 11, 2005
Gone to the dawgs
Knit-A-Log readers, for your viewing enjoyment, allow me to introduce Marcel's best new canine pal in the whole world, Skipper! Skipper is the Barry White (no pun intended! Ha!) of the dawg world! And here's the thing~ he kinda swings both ways! He just wants to be loved, is that so wrong??
All Bichon Frise-es speak French, the Language of Love. Je t'aime, baby. Vive La France.
Plus he has the most lucious eyelashes!
Hm, who's this?
Hello!
Help! Mom!
(If you look closely in this photo you can see the yellow bandage still on Marcel's left hind-pata!)
Later that same night...
The elusive Wininger's Rhinocerous returns to prowl amongst the dense undergrowth of the rainforest.
The Wininger's Rhinocerous possesses excellent night vision, plus the ability to spot predators in two directions at once.
Here, the nocturnal creature pauses to smell the flowers before slipping back into the darkness from whence it came!
Posted by at June 11, 2005 01:06 PM