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Wednesday, July 18, 2007
My Mom
I just received an e-mail from my mother, Cherokee. She sent a picture of herself and I'm so thrilled that I had to post it right away. Isn't she pretty? I'm going to print this off, frame it, and hang it in my crate.
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
Tommy,
I am VERY angry with you. I sent you that picture for your own personal benefit, not to publish on the internet for the whole world to see. I look positively wretched in that picture. I had fleas, my nails hadn't been clipped in months, and I hadn't been bathed nor groomed for heavens knows how long (do you have any idea how hard it is to get a proper coiffure down on this here farm?).
I am a small, furry cockapoo, with floppy ears and a short, stubby tail.
I was born to Cody and Cherokee at Autumn View Farm in Mt. Airy, MD. When I was still a small puppy, a nice family from McLean, VA came and took me away to live with them. I miss Cherokee, but I have a very fulfilling life here.
Here's a little tidbit I bet you didn't know about me. When my new mommy and daddy first took me away from the farm, I was so nervous that I threw up all over the car and then peed on my daddy in the pet store.
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Tommy,
I am VERY angry with you. I sent you that picture for your own personal benefit, not to publish on the internet for the whole world to see. I look positively wretched in that picture. I had fleas, my nails hadn't been clipped in months, and I hadn't been bathed nor groomed for heavens knows how long (do you have any idea how hard it is to get a proper coiffure down on this here farm?).
Your Mom, Cherokee
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