Yes, that is Little Red falling asleep while he rides in my lap while I'm mowing the grass.
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Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
About Me
- Piers
- West Tennessee, United States
- "I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
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- And thus our first puppy experiment endeth.
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- In which Piers gets drawn in by old photographs
- Sofa, retired.
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- An apple a day, nothing!
- Foxes and Lions
- In which Piers ponders a night dining out
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1 comment:
How in the world can he do that?? Must have been very tired. Sorry to hear about all the health issues especially Andrew's asthma. He has a fighting spirit so I know he will ge through this as well. Can't wait to see you all in a couple of weeks.
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