Filthy Beast

I missed the Monday morning dog photo so for your consideration I present the “how did you get that dirty,” dog photo, on Wednesday. Please ponder with me:

All I can say is she wasn’t in my care at the time.

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2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by husband on February 11, 2011 at 09:31

    We traveled long and far hunting and killing acacia trees that day. I don’t remember if the debris you speak of is from the hunt and carnage or the drunken victory dance that ensued after the last tree fell.

    I say history is written by the victors and I don’t here a peep from Satan’s trees.

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  2. Posted by Moo on February 23, 2011 at 11:52

    She digs with her head on the ground resting.

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