First of all let me reassure you that the lass in the photo has a full complement of lower appendages and is only sitting with her legs tucked up under her (or to the side), she isn't disabled. Now that I've assuaged your concern, take a look at my dog ZARA, caught on camera using her x-ray vision to see what colour of knickers the lady photographer is wearing. I'd bet they were red - and won. The prize was getting to wear them on my head. (Don't panic, I have a permit for talking p*sh.)
I recall this evening as though it happened fairly recently, but it was a staggering 33 years ago. Of course, I look exactly the same today - and if you believe that, I've got a big tower in Paris that I'll let you have dirt cheap. (Or how about a bridge in San Francisco?) But look at Zara - isn't she a great looking dog? And there wasn't any-thing devilish about her, she had a very placid nature and even used to lick a neighbour's cat in friendly affection. (Could've got into trouble there if I'd used another word - and no, I don't mean 'feline'.)
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