Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Dear Diary. Where's that cheese?

Dear Diary,

Summer's are all the same.  Hot sunny days, Frontline, intruders in our yard, and pictures everytime I turn around.  It's always, "C'mon Gracie... I'll take you for a walk but then we're going to get a picture."  or "Hey Gracie... Say cheese. "  Cheese?!  I'll take a hunk of cheese...  but please don't ask me to say it, lady.  A dog can only do so much.  Grrrrrrr...    Gracie 

PS  Can I have that cheese now? 

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