Thursday, May 19, 2011

The End

of the homegrown strawberries for the season. Sad. It was so fun to go out with the dogs every morning and see how many ripe berries we could find for breakfast!

What has not come to a welcome end is the need to bathe Nick every. single. day. At least once. Sometimes twice.

My dog is actually blond!

The little butt-wrinkle simply must roll in bovine excrement and splash in the creek every. single. day.

He thinks he smells Fab-moo-lous! Trust me, he's wrong!


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