Thursday, May 3, 2012

Saddles

As you can see I am a working dog.  This is my friend.  I love her and she loves me.  She has not tried to ride me yet.  Grandpa is saying something about a saddle.  Nana's eyes get slinty.  I suspect I will not get a saddle.
I don 't think that her mom would let me put a saddle on her.  I have no idea how I would hold the reins.  But galloping.  I can do galloping. 

I am learning to jump over Todd.  Nana laughs and says that the quick big dog jumped over the lazy shizt zoo.  I can't spell that.

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