Once upon a time, the owl had a face. And feet. And a longer ribbon. |
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Edit: The Beginning
I was absolutely unprepared. I hadn't planned on a dog; I'd been browsing the internet, looking at breeders and photos, when I suddenly stumbled across a big, floppy, Muppet-looking puppy. Two days later, I was unexpectedly a dog owner. Murphy was mine, arriving from Michigan any minute, and I didn't have anything ready.
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