Mom was up there making tracks around the track and look who she met, and just HAD to take a picture of!
She asked permission to take the picture... and so you won't think he was being naughty, Mom will say he was as quiet as a mouse...he never said anything at all...and all he was doing was trying to get his Dad moving again! Sort of "If you won't start walking again, give ME the leash and I'll take myself!"
Mom was struck by his long white socks! Just on his front legs. They were striking while he stood! You can't see it as Mom did while he was walking to appreciate just how striking it was. His Dad said many people comment on those long stockings!
I think Mom got a cold for her troubles up there at the track these past days. Colder'n who dunnit. A head cold for her reward. Her ears are a bit wonky, her nose is stuffed and she's commencing to sound like a snuffleuppagus. (and her hair was drenched by dew and looks like heck!!!)(several days in a row!)
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Auntie Ellen made the chicken leg and the orange. I still play with them. |
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| I'm scrumptious and snuggable. |

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