Yesterday Emily, Ernest and I celebrated our birthday and just as she did not write and he did not draw yesterday,
I forgot to post at every chance
And finished blogging — then —
…at least for the weekend, but in my revel, I forgot to hound blog. So, instead of tales of my greys, I will point you, gentle reader, in the direction of Ironicus Maximus where you shall learn the tale of Greyhound Grace who saved a man’s life and probably earned herself a permanent place on the couch, if not her very own couch.
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Happy Birthday! Pretend you can hear Mookie and Nigel singing.
Okay, that’s what that was. They’re good!
You know, we really have to start surfing around before we break out the Stoli. Happy belated birthday and thanks for spreading the word about Grace (aptly named no?). OK, now, in honor of your passed birthday, we break out the Stoli!
I’m glad this is cause for celebration. Cheers.