Friday, February 8, 2008

Mama and Tyson



Mama



Tyson

They were great dogs. Mama was always just pure and consistently a delight.

Tyson, I'm pretty sure he stole my thong and there was that one time at the beach he really got freaked by that dog with the big feeding titties and rushed into the water to be with us. He was a little like Woody Allen. But then he was sometimes like Russel Crowe, like the time he threw himself between Michelle and a passing gang of potentially unfriendly dogs. Tyson, a complex dog but also a delight.

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