The abominable snowpup
Dec 20, 2008
Hey, it snowed!
After I run in the yard, the snow clumps on my fur.
Won’t you please take the snow clumps off me?
That’s good, Mama Bear. Thank you very much.
Okay, we’re ready to come in again.
Maybe they didn’t hear us. OKAY, we’re ready to come in.
Oh pretty please. Won’t you let us come in?