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I know. I wish the other two would have stood in front of the tree. Sarge is a good boy. Sadi is a terror. Last night, I had some pizza on a plate in the basement. I get up to go do something upstairs and when I’m walking back down the stairs I see my plate upside down and my pizza was gone. I say, “Who stole my pizza?” and then I see Sadi run from behind the little table the pizza was sitting on with a piece almost as big as she is. It was funny. I wasn’t going to eat the pizza anyway, but she didn’t have a claim to it. She’s a little rat and can smell food within her reach from a 100 clicks. Michelle is getting frustrated with her. She picks fights with the other dogs. At least once a night, I hear them from the basement just tearing each other up. We have to get rid of the two entruders, but there’s no way.
December 12th, 2008 at 7:52 am
Beautiful!!!
December 12th, 2008 at 8:14 am
Thank you!!! Michelle and Courtney worked really hard on it and stayed up past their bedtime. :-)
December 15th, 2008 at 8:48 am
It looks like Sarge is posing for you in front of the tree. It looks very, very pretty.
December 17th, 2008 at 7:42 am
I know. I wish the other two would have stood in front of the tree. Sarge is a good boy. Sadi is a terror. Last night, I had some pizza on a plate in the basement. I get up to go do something upstairs and when I’m walking back down the stairs I see my plate upside down and my pizza was gone. I say, “Who stole my pizza?” and then I see Sadi run from behind the little table the pizza was sitting on with a piece almost as big as she is. It was funny. I wasn’t going to eat the pizza anyway, but she didn’t have a claim to it. She’s a little rat and can smell food within her reach from a 100 clicks. Michelle is getting frustrated with her. She picks fights with the other dogs. At least once a night, I hear them from the basement just tearing each other up. We have to get rid of the two entruders, but there’s no way.