So what is it with dogs and socks? I got so tired of retrieving my socks from Tye I screamed at him, beat him, shook him and put the socks away. Within minutes, I look up and see
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Then for good measure he ate my grandson's homework. We wrote the teacher a note. I do hope he has a sense of humor.


Edited by Dave Vedder (01/13/11 12:52 AM)
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No huevos no pollo.