"Over roots, twigs and peat "Pip" pads along on aching feet.
Climbing over twisty trees , his little ears are full of leaves.
His paws are aching....his heart is breaking.....
Where oh where CAN he be?
Its so awfullyfoggy - he can't see..."
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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The "Fat Man"
We find him strangely intriguing but they won't let us at him. I think they just want to torment us. Life sucks. One of these days me and Bob are going to get him.
This is the sink we hid under last week.
Me and old Bob came thisclose to being wiped out by a tornado headed STRAGHT to Lakeview! That was a close one!
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