Monday, April 4, 2011

Puppy Prison

"My girls are locked out of my play area. They don't mean me no harm. They just wanna play. Let's see if we can improvise." "Hey. C'mere for a sec." "Stay very still. I think I see something on your nose." "Gotcha." "Yoink." "Nice healthy gums on this one. Who's a good girl? You are."

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