Rut-roh.
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, allow me to introduce you to my dog, THE FAMEWHORE.
He must be stopped. Or snuggled and given snausages. I can’t decide which.
In the front window of our local dog groomer/pet store
11/13/2008 By
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