October 3rd 2009 4:58 pm
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The Drover dog got groomed today. I like to hang out with Mom so I went downstairs while he was getting his new *do*. I got all comfy right under the grooming table.
Drover's soft white hair came drifting down. Some got on me. Some went on the rug. It sticks to my tongue. His hair tastes good.
Maybe I was trying to help clean up.
Maybe I just have a thing for hair.
Will I get the dry heaves and hack up a hairball?
A hair ball is a BALL,Tux, so your obsession continues.
Be sure to hack it up by Tuesday. I'm pretty sure the Canadian Mounties won't let you in if you're gagging...
Never thought of that Professor!
That's why you're the prof and I'm the student!
I'll go eat some grass, I will be good to go by Tuesday.
Yu go tu Canada??? I wive dere!!...here!! Yu swing by an' bisit, 'kay?? Bwing sum dose Meety Bonez Ernie George keep tawkin' 'bout!!
We've already gone and come back, Zaidie! We'll definitely have to visit you the next time we go- sorry we missed you.