tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post804259686515950087..comments2012-02-11T22:17:52.799-05:00LoLahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02187821499828667788noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post-26696228637160632762009-04-11T10:36:00.000-04:002009-04-11T10:36:00.000-04:00wonder if XUP would actually come to visit us? XUP? XUP? XUP?LoLahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02187821499828667788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post-48754744478708654652009-04-10T01:48:00.000-04:002009-04-10T01:48:00.000-04:00lola: i would be happy just knowing xup was withing driving distance and i would expect an invite to dinner dareckly.piglethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00309846021600196869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post-87362491341465381542009-04-05T01:20:00.000-04:002009-04-05T01:20:00.000-04:00XUP, I've got a dog I'll give you if you come to book club. Seriously, (not about the dog, about book club) come to book club...I'll even put you up. I bet Piglet wouldn't mind that at all. <BR/><BR/>There's no talking about "29", if you're going to be sarcastic.LoLahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02187821499828667788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post-21688652465509425622009-04-03T17:56:00.000-04:002009-04-03T17:56:00.000-04:00Gorgeous. Can I come to your book club, too if I get a dog? I can read!! and, um.... 29???xuphttp://exurbanpedestrian.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post-89180202231923394142009-04-03T16:14:00.000-04:002009-04-03T16:14:00.000-04:00Gracias, B.<BR/><BR/>piglet: You know, I don't think those dogs are the least bit unhappy. They certainly are able to roam at will...they seem perfectly content.<BR/><BR/>Erin, hahaha! Maybe we'll have Isaac at our next book club...then he'll really have some crazy material!LoLahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02187821499828667788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post-23151792943913166272009-04-02T12:38:00.000-04:002009-04-02T12:38:00.000-04:00So, Isaac comes in while I am reading this. I am at the picture with the parking lot dogs. Isaac says "so, you're looking at dead dogs now". He says this very matter of fact, like "oh, here's crazy mommy looking at dead dogs". I loved the post and the pictures. Sounds like you had a fantastic trip.erinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post-46867975088638473492009-04-02T01:41:00.000-04:002009-04-02T01:41:00.000-04:00that sounds like an awesome place. i dont' think i'd survive very long with the dog thing, i'd want to bring them all home. as lon gas they weren't too grouchy.piglethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00309846021600196869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390153806918414955.post-4014547630884868192009-04-01T10:24:00.000-04:002009-04-01T10:24:00.000-04:00Maravilloso!!!!Barbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01307033456136502344noreply@blogger.com