You weren’t, perchance, digging up my garden now?
Don’t blame it on the big guy.
You both learned this naughty trick from that old bitch, Chorale.
That’s it … chew each other and forget about my garden.
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You weren’t, perchance, digging up my garden now?
Don’t blame it on the big guy.
You both learned this naughty trick from that old bitch, Chorale.
That’s it … chew each other and forget about my garden.
Such beautiful dogs. It’s hard to get mad at them sometimes.