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Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
So they don’t let pups on the slopes, huh? What if your had your own snowboards? Sending White Dog woos for white.
Paws crossed for you guys to get some snow!
Sonic
I think you all need some ski’s!
Surely you could offer them some treats to come over and make the snow in your yard?
Soon Frankie
Stop on by for a visit
Kari
http://dogisgodinreverse.com
Does it get noisy?
Sam
I wish we had a snow-making machine!
Play bows,
Zim
FRANKIE! Sigh. woo…
So close, yet so far! I hope you get your snow soon!
I agree Frankie! Unless they are going to let us mush between the skiers. Which mom tells me isn’t going to happen… Then what’s the point?
wooo we agree Frankie, no point getting up until the snow is in your field.