In the "This Dog Don't Blog" Sunday Edition
It's true. My dog is a lover, not a blogger. Although he has taken to growling slightly at George Bush commercials, probably just picking up on my response.
Actually, I have another picture accidentally shot today that shows better that he's a lover, but I didn't think Sunday was an appropriate time - if there is an appropriate time - to display a picture of him humping his fluffy white girlfriend from next door(it's OK, he and Gimli are almost married). To my knowledge, he has far less interest in taking her to a Jack Ryan-style Paris sex club than to Ben and Jerry HQ where they can share a Vermont creemee.
I found a "clean" version.
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