tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407016858777887859.post4831520255868597499..comments2023-10-22T05:08:51.281-06:00Comments on Confessions of a Rotten Correspondent: Meet the Furry Kids, Part 2the rotten correspondenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02704525054720181936noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407016858777887859.post-38030065505816484662007-09-08T14:13:00.000-06:002007-09-08T14:13:00.000-06:00Ahhh these have made me feel all happy but a littl...Ahhh these have made me feel all happy but a little tiny bit sad too.<BR/>Trixie is the spitting image of my old dog Jazz who died when Miss E was two. <BR/>The only difference is that Jazz had pointy ears, as if they'd been cropped.<BR/>She was the most amazing old dog and I love her so much still.<BR/>Mr B nicknamed her 'the brown-pig' as she ate for Britain and was also free with her gaseous emissions, so she has a little of your others mixed in too.<BR/><BR/>They're fab dogs RC.Jo Beaufoixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00957369658590225971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7407016858777887859.post-12504142062594754222007-04-12T16:58:00.000-06:002007-04-12T16:58:00.000-06:00Dear Additional Daughter~The day before Easter, a ...Dear Additional Daughter~<BR/>The day before Easter, a bunny hopped into our yard. No dye-stained paws to give him away as THE Easter Bunny, tho. Exactly three CA minutes later your darling Father In Law had purchased a $150. hutch, enough food, timothy hay, pellets, absorbent litter for a bevy of bunnies and little pink house for (shudder)nesting. What a pushover! Gotta run, he's out of town for a few so I got to change the litter, put down new hay, feed the critter and let him run around the family room for two hours or so. Ah, "the things we do for love"...New 'Dohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02563418148348047549noreply@blogger.com