Dreaming of Mercy…
A tuckered out blue, circa ’03 Isn’t that what you’re supposed to yell? “Mercy!” and they’ll stop twisting your arm?...
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A tuckered out blue, circa ’03 Isn’t that what you’re supposed to yell? “Mercy!” and they’ll stop twisting your arm?...
Boo & I just can’t accept that you’re gone … our house is sooooo quiet, too quiet. Not sure why...
Tuckered out… Blue’s not doing good.Vet’s are reasonably sure that the mass in her chest is complicating her pneumonia problem,...
two things pointedly learned (reminded?) from our ‘too-fun-for-words!’ 2012 Triangle Tour, Fall leg. Here’s blue on the way to the...
Sunshine punches through the clouds, a struggle that the sun will lose today. the clouds conspire to remove the contentedness...
and cool fall evenings lead to desires … of two-dog nights… sigh. 5 years on you fabulous independent ball o’ fur, we...
hmmm… shot in artsy black and white. Blood, probably – didn’t mention how … special… I looked. thanks sis! some...
an apple gets gutted by Alyssa in the living room, blue watching – waiting patiently for gravity to befriend her,...
for us all to have the best of luck this month, a wish ciao,s.
It was, as expected, 30 days long.It was, unexpectedly, much longer.sigh. also – blue, in repose (as usual…) ciao, }S{...