Be vewy, vewy quiet...I'm hunting wabbits. Fall has come and made a mess of my yard but Mom says Dad will take care of that. Dad says the gardener will take care of that. I say, where is my ball?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
The Adventures of a Vizsla named Anser
Blog Archive
-
▼
2007
(86)
-
▼
December
(17)
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Five (Part 2)
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Five
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Four (Part 3)
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Four (Part 2)
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Four
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Three (Part 2)
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Three
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Two (Part 2)
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day Two
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day One (Part 2)
- The Family's Gone Skiing: Day One
- Pampered
- A Small Birthday Party
- Happy Birthday To Me
- First Snow
- Slide
- Fall
-
▼
December
(17)
About Me
- Anser
- I am a Vizsla, a Hungarian hunting dog. I prefer to think of myself as a Canine-American.
No comments:
Post a Comment