Blossom.
I was looking through the pictures my human took in Maine last year and I found one I thought I would share with you. This is my good friend, Blossom. Isn't she beautiful? She is very pampered and comfortable in her life too. Blossom lives full time in Eastport. Her human, Elizabeth, is an artist there. Usually when I go to visit, I find Blossom on guard duty while her Mom is in the stusio hard at work. Blossom is a lady dog. You humans would call her a bitch and that is so rude. Why do you do it?
Blossom's Mom has a wonderful garden in which her sculptures are displayed. They are beautiful, but I really dig the smells. The garden is the show room for her art and people come from all over to look. This creates such a tangle and confusion of scents that I could spend all day there in olfactory heaven. But I am not allowed to "mark" in Elizabeth's garden. And, I never would. After all, what well-bred Dalmatian would ever dare to piss on art?
Monday, November 27, 2006
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