The puppies play hard
and their sleep is one
of innocence. They can
assume the strangest
positions when they
sleep.
Grampa Fred with
Fling...
This was a new
toy that I had
brought out that
day. Fling was
the first one with
it, and when she
was on the floor,
she just kept running
from one end of
the room to the
other with it.
Poor Henrietta,
the chicken...She is
now deflated..!
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