Tuesday, June 17, 2014


This isn't exactly my nephew's little bulldog Georgia. When she flops the front legs go to the front and the back legs go to the back. But the tongue does fall out.

The well has run dry. Frankly I'm tapped out. Not because there's nothing to write about but because it's the same song, umpteenth verse. Louder and depressingly worse. More later. 

 But I think this shot is pretty cute. Frankly I think bull dogs are just this side of butt ugly, I'm more of a Heinz 57 when it comes to dogs myself, but she has a really sweet personality. And the cats have her completely buffaloed.


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