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Some things about me that only Boogie knows

This is my not so cute look. This is actually the real me, but I dont often let everyone see this part of me, they might think Im a bit too mean now...



I know Im still a baby, because I still love my Rogz Dog...



This is me and Sharky when mom and dad get home. Sweet and innocent (of course!).



The picture below is because of mom calling me for no reason at all.


(The above image can be uploaded as a wallpaper if you like)

Gotta go, got lots more to do before I go to bed.

Much love,
Normie
xxx
(and Sharky & Boogie)

PS: Rambo is still in the doggie hospital, and we hope he comes home this weekend.
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William Tell said…
Norman, my Mom says you are just adorable in your pictures! She has good taste, too. I mean, she picked me out, didn't she? hee hee

We're sending our best wishes to Rambo, and hope he comes back to you soon.

William Tell
Saturday, July 28, 2007 12:47:00 am
Jackson's J1 and J2 said…
Hope Rambo is doing OK. J x
Monday, July 30, 2007 7:02:00 pm
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