Monday, September 24, 2007

 

Nothing beat a raw hide in the sunshines!


Grandma Karen brought over some new raw hides for Harley. It took her a full night of licking to get the strip pliable enough to wrap around her paws. She woke up this morning, headed right to it and carried it to a sun beam in the hallway. After looking at this image a bit longer, I've concluded that it's somewhat of a self-portrait and I am the raw hide (meaning she's got me wrapped around her little paw).

Yeah. Me and everyone else!

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