So, what do you suppose he is thinking?
Life is a highway.... I am living a dream as I travel and explore our world. What will I find around the next corner?
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What a beautiful soft eye....
ReplyDelete" How can I knock that fence down without being noticed? That fresh grass is calling meeeeeee..."
ReplyDeleteSomeday you'll be mine, green grass.
ReplyDeleteTerry
Ha! I was thinking the same thing!
ReplyDeleteHow can I get to that grass? Or, How can I tie Doc up so he won't tell on me when I knock the fence down for the grass?
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ReplyDeleteWhat's all this grass talk about? They get grass don't they?
ReplyDeletethat he sure would like that green grass, and it would be especially nice to much on while listening to those George Winston CD's that Between the Fenceposts is giving away that you won! Send me an email with your address so I can get those mailed to you! Congrats!
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we all need to be still and just watch and listen sometimes.
ReplyDeleteWell, if he were my horse, he'd be thinking, "Thank God the halter is hanging on the wall and not on me."
ReplyDeleteWhich way to the green grass:)
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