Dad tried to put me to sleep last night, but what he doesn't understand is that I need a certain amount of hair or fur to do the job. Dad's dark brown locks did not have that certain night time magic that I look for, fortunately, I found it nearby in Lily.
To fufill my fur fetish, my folks bought me this lion. I love the feel of his flaming orange mane.
Using the Bjorn cam, this was my visit to the Dog Park today. (I do this daily.) I wear my dog hat so I fit in.
This is Una, my only dog that fetches-she's waiting for the ball. By the time we left the park, she was crusted in mud. Anyway, so long for now.Rowan
