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kym | Tuesday, March 25, 2008 |
we’re pretty sure jewel is bucking for a promotion…she's been bullying everyone incessantly. she’s definitely taking the belittle your opponent approach rather than the kill them with kindness one. i’m not sure i want to live with a pack that jewel is the head of –
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kym | Friday, March 21, 2008 |
for those of you who read with horror my
hawks suck post, i have an update. first, i now have what i believe in my heart to be a predator resistant “chicken coop”
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kym | Friday, March 21, 2008 |
this post was originally going to be a continuation of the phineus post below. it was going to include 4-5 pics of phin in some of his other favorite places to sleep…
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kym | Tuesday, March 18, 2008 |
phineus has not yet appeared on this blog which is absolute craziness. he’s a big, chunky, oafy, lovable ball of goo –
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kym | Tuesday, March 18, 2008 |
i took this shot of watson on our way home from the vet (where he was an absolute dreamboat...go figure) and i'm very happy with it (dave's jealous he didn't take it, although he's not admitting it)!
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kym | Thursday, March 13, 2008 |
murray is our true “earthdog” – this dog was made for digging. just take a gander at his shovel-like paws; his low-to-the-ground, girthy body; his long, floppy ears providing flying dirt protection; and his course hair that makes him truly self-cleaning. he also, coincidentally, happens to be my idea of one of the greatest beings in the world. i often say that when i look at him he literally hurts my heart…
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kym | Sunday, March 2, 2008 |
now i’ve been punched in the face…this time it only took 1 brother to do the job of 2. aaahh spring...at least i can still smell you
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kym | Thursday, February 28, 2008 |
aaahh spring...it’s at this time of year (in nashville anyway) that we can begin to get excited about brown turning to green, cold turning to warm, and grey skies turning blue. dave & i like to end our workdays with ball throwing and romps in the yard with the dogs (well, we throw the ball and the dogs do most of the romping). despite the fact that they’ve reached their 2 year mark, we still refer to fletcher & watson as “the puppies” because of their penchant to play like brothers, fight like...