
Thanks Mom.
You've picked me a flower, er, wait a minute, that's a weed.
Can you see the disdain in my face with a funny look?.
Next time, let's get the real thing, "K?
A tradition started long ago when Alli went on travel and was missing her dog, Frito. I would e-mail her a picture a day. Now we have a blog to share with each other, and the world. Hope you find them interesting. By the way ... does your dog have a blog?