someone has set fire to the West tonight. Goodnight Frodo and Lily. Goodnight Hendrix. And who sawed the top off that Douglas pine and why?? Was it Mr West?
here we are, all four of us gobbled up by the beast. Harri is petrified and trembles at the knee at the mere thought of another trip, I simply refuse to get in. This produces a steady supply of gravy bones; with further training the boss may become quite biddable although he is a bit slow at times.
us that is not her. We have to give Amafrodalily (Frodo and Lily's best friend) throwing lessons every Sunday but we have to bring the ball back for her because she can't get it herself.
we found this lichen on our walk up the hill in Greenscombe woods. It doesn't look anything like my teeth. The boss tells me that dog generally means useless in this context as in no scent like dog rose and dog violet. All that means is that they can't smell them. Actually I think they smell very sweet.