tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post117080279086434808..comments2023-06-17T07:39:44.593-07:00Comments on A girl and her dogs: Make a point to make no senseAKbushbabyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07648154317420233293noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-82966344686507470482007-02-08T08:59:00.000-08:002007-02-08T08:59:00.000-08:00Frosty looks very familiar to me, and most likely,...Frosty looks very familiar to me, and most likely, especially to Sam. Is this a ghost from xmas past (and Sam's childhood)?<BR/><BR/>Is that Pookie's ghost? Sorry Sam, I couldn't resist.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-1170847864687152372007-02-07T03:31:00.000-08:002007-02-07T03:31:00.000-08:00Suggest a different track with your article, one t...Suggest a different track with your article, one that incorporates your new found interest in hand guns. Instead of "...those 'I-started-with-nothing-and-finished-the-Iditarod' books..." direct the tack to "...I finished the Iditarod and learned to like pistols!..." It would open a whole new freelance arena in, say "GUNS & AMMO." Just imagine, "I gently placed the magnum into Ruffles ear and the tears were streaming down my face, then went out and started a race..." WAIT! It's a poem! <BR/>It looks like that little fluffy white thing on your futon is crying. Must be sad to be so small tiny in a farm full of marathoners.<BR/>Keep up the good work.<BR/>D & NAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com