Monday, March 15, 2010

The Leash

Please tell her to unhook my leash. PLEASE.

1 comment:

  1. i bet if she did, you'd react the way Boscoe used to. Boscoe, when he was tiny enough, used to squeeze under the fence and run away .... to the front steps. he never went any farther than that--just sat patiently on the front steps and waited for us to find him.