Mine – Part 2

February 6, 2009 / The Thundering Herd /

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Remember Qannik’s clear statement that a water bowl was his in this post?  Here is Kodiak’s version with a prized chew toy:

Kodiak and his toy

5 Comments

  1. Steve & Kat on February 13, 2009 at 10:43 am

    I am all too familiar with that look. I get it all the time from Kat.

    Steve

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  2. the Army of Four on February 6, 2009 at 2:34 pm

    Well, all of the toys here are MINE, but Davy keeps TAKING them. It’s OK if Stormy and Zimmie play with the, but Davy TAKES them! Hrumph!
    Love,
    Ammy

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  3. Princess Eva on February 6, 2009 at 9:57 am

    Everything is MINE! But I’d be happier if I could get the boy to understand that.

    Princess Eva

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  4. Four Musketeers on February 6, 2009 at 9:41 am

    Aww~ Kodak looks so cute in that picture !

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  5. Khyra on February 6, 2009 at 6:46 am

    We all have ‘things’ that are OURS!

    Happy Friday!

    Hugz&Khysses,
    Khyra

    Reply

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