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Thursday, 12 July 2007

Mocking Dog

So there I was last week, coughing my lungs out, at death's door, languishing on the sofa with a lemsip and a hot water bottle.

I looked across to the opposite sofa and what did I see? This:



















Methinks someone is taking the piss. Cheeky bugger.

Posted by Kerrio at 08:10

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