This is Charlie. He lives next door to Fellow Traveler; his own human family doesn't seem to have a lot of time for him, so he comes over about -- oh, three or five or eight or nine times a day, for petting and treats and a hang-out with his doggy friends. Charlie's not a very complicated dog -- if he had a cartoon balloon over his head, the balloon would probably either say "?" or "!" But he loves his name; he loves a pat on the head; he loves the doggie-treat jar that plays "Who Let the Dogs Out?" or "You Ain't Nothin' But a Hound Dog" when you open the lid.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Charlie
This is Charlie. He lives next door to Fellow Traveler; his own human family doesn't seem to have a lot of time for him, so he comes over about -- oh, three or five or eight or nine times a day, for petting and treats and a hang-out with his doggy friends. Charlie's not a very complicated dog -- if he had a cartoon balloon over his head, the balloon would probably either say "?" or "!" But he loves his name; he loves a pat on the head; he loves the doggie-treat jar that plays "Who Let the Dogs Out?" or "You Ain't Nothin' But a Hound Dog" when you open the lid.
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2 comments:
(((Charlie)))
I'm glad he has y'all.
Charlie doesn't look like he's sufferin too much!!
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