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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.
Stormy had a parti-eye. Or as she liked to call it, a PARTY eye. Ha roo roo roo!
Play bows,
Zim
And what gorgeous eyes they are!
Oh, I love bi-eyes and parti-eyes! And red-heads! Love them all, actually! I never realized Cheoah has parti-eyes.
love to al the Herd, the Parker pooches
Cheoah is beautiful and cute at the same time.
BTW, who is next to Cheoah? I can’t tell from the curly fur.
Laughing. That is a blanket.
They are all beautiful eyes!
Sam
Cheoah, you’re my favorite redhead! 🙂
And the only red head now. Beautifully unique!!