If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.
~Will Rogers~
Monday, November 12, 2007
Crashed Puppies
Captain Morgan keeps a watchful eye on his little brothers as they nap. Cap'n just had his fill of breakfast pumpkin seeds. He'll also go down for his nap here soon. Crashed out puppies. Gosh, I just love them so much. Sweet dreams my golden babies.
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Thank you kbl 2 ord 2 san! I temporarily had my blog on private because I had referred my Mom to Laura's page, and I didn't want her to go reading my blog too. Yes, I am 28 years old and still hide things from her. I think I have a LOT of html to learn if I am ever going to be able to post as much to my blog as you all or able to. I will definitely check out your friend's site too. Sadie is actually from Golden Retriever Rescue. I believe I saw something on your blog about GRRAND. I started out just fostering her and fell in love with her. Church got his name because that's where my ex-boyfriend and I were going when in the middle of the road was one of the neighborhood feral cats trying to carry Church to the other side. It was this past March and it was still cold and he was about 4 weeks old. He was dehydrated and very tiny and I had to syringe feed him for a couple of days. Luckily I am a bookkeeper at a vet clinic so I was able to get him immediate care. I'll put up a couple of pics of the day we found him.
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Thank you kbl 2 ord 2 san! I temporarily had my blog on private because I had referred my Mom to Laura's page, and I didn't want her to go reading my blog too. Yes, I am 28 years old and still hide things from her.
I think I have a LOT of html to learn if I am ever going to be able to post as much to my blog as you all or able to. I will definitely check out your friend's site too.
Sadie is actually from Golden Retriever Rescue. I believe I saw something on your blog about GRRAND. I started out just fostering her and fell in love with her.
Church got his name because that's where my ex-boyfriend and I were going when in the middle of the road was one of the neighborhood feral cats trying to carry Church to the other side. It was this past March and it was still cold and he was about 4 weeks old. He was dehydrated and very tiny and I had to syringe feed him for a couple of days. Luckily I am a bookkeeper at a vet clinic so I was able to get him immediate care. I'll put up a couple of pics of the day we found him.
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