May I present the dogs in my life.
Maggie Blue who is no longer with us but greatly missed. This is her at my parents home a few Easters ago.
Professor Wigglebutt aka P.Wiggs or Rosie, my sister's dog. She lives with our parents for now, wearing clothes because I make her, and keeps me safe from any threat of attack from airplanes, gardeners, or bicyclists/handicapped people.
Mullen and I chatting while I visited Smallison in Denver last October. If this dog isn't part lamb, then I'll be damned.
Bueller (I dogsit him) He is 95 lbs., but you wouldn't guess it from this picture. And, yes, he sleeps on the bed with me.
L.A. correspondent Dee Dee's new puppy Chloe in her bag. Dina said people were dog shopping in Beverly Hills with their sunglasses on.
Thug, one of the dogs I work with at SF Animal Care and Control. He was with a really long time and was just a big baby at heart. But quite intimidating as you can see.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
To Make Up for that Last Story...
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What about Rusty--he would be so offended to know that you don't consider him one of the dogs in your life...
Ah, geez, who's got a pic of Rusty from last weekend?
Lamby is the best... He doesnt even look like that anymore. He is so fluffy now. He misses you Jaime!
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