He's black.
She's white.
He finds things to carry in his mouth.
She takes them away.
He poses.
She won't stand still.
He's a landlubber.
She swims.
They share some bad habits...
and some common interests.
They fight like brother and sister.
Is it any wonder they're best friends?
February 22, 2010
February 15, 2010
Off The Beaten Path
Rich: With Jane out of town the last few days (in Florida, where else?), Boomer, Daisy and I had a chance to explore parts of the world we've never explored before. Always a lot of fun. The sun was shining, the snow gleaming and we were very excited.
When we go off path, we don't know what to expect. Like these weirdly tall weeds we found:
Could that be a hill? In Illinois?
I didn't think the Booms would ever stop staring.
Daisy hung by the water.
As usual.
And to top off the day, we got the money shot:
When we go off path, we don't know what to expect. Like these weirdly tall weeds we found:
Could that be a hill? In Illinois?
I didn't think the Booms would ever stop staring.
Daisy hung by the water.
As usual.
And to top off the day, we got the money shot:
February 8, 2010
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