Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Paul and his Dogs



These two pictures were probably taken years apart. In the one with the bike Paul looks much younger.

I think both make the same statement: These are my dogs!

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4 Comments:

Blogger Si's blog said...

Look like good hounds, too. Lots of stuff in those cornfields.

Hunted pheasants in corn stubble a couple of afternoons where I grew up in Pennsylvania. Did not have a dog. Just about ran myself to death but got absolutely nothing.

4:05 AM  
Blogger ET said...

Si,
Well, there is always corn if nothing else.

8:43 AM  
Blogger Deborah Wilson said...

Yep - nothing like a good hound dog! As soon as I get to the mountains I want to get a red bone hound. My uncle use to have one, he was a good dog.

2:32 PM  
Blogger ET said...

Deborah,

I was about to say "I never met a dog I didn't like." but then I remember the $#@&*#!% dog in backyard fence of our neighbor who constantly barked at me for two hours today while I raked.

I seriously considered looking for my water gun and shooting the little barker with a good squirt of water.

But, it might make my dog Willow mad.

3:29 PM  

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