mean mama
sit up straight. you'll never meet the buddha with such rounded shoulders.
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Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Twelve
We love the fog. Well, Mark and I do--this guy loves
everything.
Here are some of his dog pals. Don't they look like characters in a children's book about a bunch of dogs? One of these days I'll actually write that book...
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