Monday, January 15, 2007

I should have read the puppy's mind today because this is what I would have heard her singing a Paul McCartney song...

Stuck inside these four walls, sent inside forever,
Never seeing no one nice again like you,
Mama you, mama you.
If I ever get out of here,
Thought of giving it all away
To a registered charity.
All I need is a pint a day
If I ever get out of here.

Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash as we fell into the sun,
And the first one said to the second one there I hope you're having fun.
Dog on the run, Dog on the run...

So the girls hurried to find shoes, bolted out the door, jogging up and down and across the street-- like a bullet Uli comes from the yard across the street. In true Stooge form the girls were trying to catch the little shit eater.

Never a dull moment with a puppy in the house.

And I sing now...

the dog's in the cage, the dog's in the cage

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