The chows used to prance. It was obvious from the way they moved that they knew that with their blue tongues and their lionish manes and fluffy tails curled over their backs that they were unusual, unique dogs.
The collies were plodders. Their big bodies on those dainty little feet with the extra long noses and long, table-clearing wagging tails were always friendly, if more than a bit clumsy.
Then there's JoJo. She is a leaper. And a sprinter. And a stumbler. And a wiggle-all-overer. And such a sweetheart.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
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