No more cricket pets. Slug pets. You see, my son Whit has stray love (regardless of species and whether they're truly strays) which I completely understand. But the puppy's time has finally come.
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Here Boy
Looks like we are finally going to get ourselves a little puppy - a border terrier. Like these pictured here courtesy of Google. He will be coming all the way from Indianapolis to Ohio. My God, the cuteness is unbearable.

No more cricket pets. Slug pets. You see, my son Whit has stray love (regardless of species and whether they're truly strays) which I completely understand. But the puppy's time has finally come.
No more cricket pets. Slug pets. You see, my son Whit has stray love (regardless of species and whether they're truly strays) which I completely understand. But the puppy's time has finally come.
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