Sunday, May 15, 2011

I really like Canadians...

... especially the lady with the funny squished-nose dog.  She didn't bring the dog with her but she still played with me and let me walk all over her.  I remembered her right away from all of our visits to her house in Calgary.  It was a lot of fun to wake up in the morning and run upstairs and sniff her out.

2 comments:

Wyatt said...

I am still not going to change your "chicken" status due to one visit by a nice lady that isn't loud and obnoxious!

Earl said...

You can call me chicken as long as you give me cheese, cheerios, chips, chortillas...