Monday, 7 March 2016

Sandy Paws 2016

I reached the beach, though in this picture I only managed a sunbeam.
What's Spanish Moss and why does Mommy say I'm made of it?



This is what Daisy and I thought of the NON beach time.


Not bad sharing a room with Daisy, we had our own beds.
 Poor Mommy and her lack of legroom.
I met a new friend there. Her name is Prudence and SHE is a deerhound.
I am a wolfhound. Big difference.


The back porch, where we ate and stared longingly at the indoors.

I really was sorry about taking up all of the bed. See? There on my face? That's the sorry.

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