Meanderings and musings from the garden or its general vicinity, otherwise known as life
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Spring fling
Shortly after this shot, Kai dropped and rolled and rolled and rolled. Unlike Daisy before him, Kai doesn't find the stinkiest spot; well, it may stink to him, but he only smells like dirt or grass to me after the frolic.
Shortly after this shot, Kai dropped and rolled and rolled and rolled. Unlike Daisy before him, Kai doesn't find the stinkiest spot; well, it may stink to him, but he only smells like dirt or grass to me after the frolic.
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