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Saga of a woman old enough to know better who lets her life be governed by the ridiculous hobby of breeding and showing dogs, musing on life, the twenty first century, Cameron and his mini-me, and the occasional sheep.
"IN DOG YEARS, I`M DEAD"

Friday, December 02, 2005

Glasgow invaded by Christmas shoppers - why does the word "anthill' rather than "festive" spring to mind? Posted by Picasa
Posted by: Elizabeth / 8:04 PM
Comments:
I think because its more Red/brown, than festive greens and reds, or night time and snowing.
# posted by Blogger K : 10:12 PM
 
Dog, I miss that city.

*sneefle*
# posted by Blogger Rabbitch : 6:32 AM
 
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