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Saturday, December 10, 2005
12:57:00 PM EST
Hearing Mothers of the Disappeared -- U2

The Savage Nature of the Predator

Picture from Hometown

Poor stuffed hedgehog. It had a throaty squeaker inside of it, and after months of toying with the thing, Kodi decided she just had to get the squeaker out of it. Thus, the fluffy carnage you see before you. Did Kodi, in fact, get the squeaker out? Oh, my, yes. Can you not see the look of pure satisfaction on her little doggie face?


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  • #10 Comment from bittersweetxtwo 
    12/12/05 5:13 PM Permalink
    To teeisme57:

    Either you have a very weird sense of humor, or you were just being mean. But for both, you still should have proofread your comment. I can catch around five or six different mistakes in there, [for instance, wrong homonyms, bad grammer, misspelled words, ect] and I cringe to think of the bashing you would get were you commenting in my blog. I hate bad english and so on- internet shorthad= my worst enemy. I don't know if I'm the only grammer stickler, but still...
  • #9 Comment from beachmelissa3 
    12/11/05 12:46 PM Permalink
    that is definitely a smile
  • #8 Comment from teeisme57 
    12/11/05 11:03 AM Permalink
    ATTENTION JOHN AND SCALZI PEANUT GALLERY
    Let's turn the tables here just one time, or maybe once in a while. I want to give John a Monday Photo Assignment. I have been hanging around here for about 6 months now, and have seen photo's of John baking cookies, pecan pies, pecanless pies, decorate for Halloween, make candy fountains, give us beautiful sunsets to view, talk about his literary successes and be sick more times then Felix Unger in one season of The Odd Couple.
    While we all love your prevalent geek gene, can you do something manly and photograph yourself doing it? Don't get on my political correctness case, I'm sick of political correctness.
    Do you own ANY power tools? And I don't mean a blender or a Mix Master.

    Here's a small list of things you might do:
    Drink milk straight out of the jug.
    Sit on the sofa with a canned beverage and stick one hand down the front of your pants.
    Sleep in a reclining position on a chair or sofa.
    Chop fire wood.
    Get you hands greasey with something other then Crisco ie. put oil in your car...can ya do that?
    Show us how far you can spit.
    You get the idea? Peanut Gallery people, if you have any ideas on this, please leave your suggestions, and John .........do you except the challenge? If you do please add an entry for the challenge.


  • #7 Comment from monponsett 
    12/10/05 6:50 PM Permalink
    Sloppy does that, and it looks like a children's production where they needed snow for a scene and threw cotton everywhere. She prefers stuffed Geese.
  • #6 Comment from xzasporated1 
    12/10/05 4:39 PM Permalink
    I don't even let the wonderpup get the chance.  I just rip the seams, rip out the stuffing and let him have it.

    Although it is fun to watch them work to figure it out.  Just a bear to clean it up after them.

    Good Girl!!

    ~~ jennifer
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