Kizzie was laying on her stool with her nose stuffed into my old slipper. She heard something and jumped to look out. There was a man outside and he shouldn't be there. Kizzie had a good old bark, then she picked up her slipper and waved it at the man. You know what? He went away. I am not sure what that says about my slippers..
Saturday, 3 April 2010
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Probably says more about the size of Kizzie ;o)
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