''I talk to her when I'm lonesome like;
And I'm sure she understands.
When she looks at me so attentively,
And gently licks my hands;
Then she rubs her nose on my tailored clothes,
But I never say naught thereat.
For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes,
But never a friend like that.''
I love My Bordeauxdogs
18-03-2010 om 16:39
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