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Ordinary Goodness
February 26, 2025
An airplane crash. The plane came to rest upside down. The passengers hung from their seatbelts. And then came the ordinary goodness.
Wow…my Huskies would be all over that!!!
Evil! Pure evil!
Me’n Ice would NEVER allow a herd like that to take up residence in OUR back yard!
We’d just bark a lot. Because any actual chasing would require us to remove ourselves from the Hands That Give Scratchies. And sometimes it’s just not worth it to give up those scratchies and belly rubs! 😉
*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus
That would not be tolerated in our yard, either!
Hope you get rid of those squatters soon!
Are those turkeys? I bet they are fun to watch. Do they chase after the dogs?
Sam