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Teaching English at a private Catholic high school; juggling the demands of home, family, and a dog; being married to the greatest man in the world; and still finding time to sing and dance...

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Dogs are strange.

Mine is right now lying on the floor on his back, waving his hind feet in front of his face, and trying to bite them.

It's sort of like watching a baby attempt to eat its own foot and is strangely entertaining.
Posted by Scherza at Wednesday, October 19, 2005

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