tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13024760.post3793105963573844953..comments2023-10-04T06:21:04.949-07:00Comments on Writing into the Sunset: Redneck lawn ornamentsPaty Jagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03257614436422105729noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13024760.post-43765093851244466492008-03-06T07:27:00.000-08:002008-03-06T07:27:00.000-08:00Thanks, Nic!Thanks, Nic!Paty Jagerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03257614436422105729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13024760.post-52069408466741876462008-03-05T13:12:00.000-08:002008-03-05T13:12:00.000-08:00LOL sounds like my days with my kids!No good anima...LOL sounds like my days with my kids!<BR/><BR/>No good animal stories that I can think of, just a dog that continues to outsmart me no matter where/how high I hide something he manages to get at it. And his tastebuds seem to be changing. It's no longer just meats and chocolate smells that snout sniffs out. Today it was eggshells out of the garbage (which was on the kitchen counter and I thought pushed back far enough) and strangely... half a loaf of bread. He's never stolen bread off the counter before, but today he did!<BR/><BR/>The rule of thumb around here is if the kids aren't acting up, then you can bet the animals are!<BR/><BR/>Cute cow picture, btw.Nicole McCaffreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17438102631578521381noreply@blogger.com