tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30752005.post5192743642550892515..comments2023-10-26T05:03:27.074-04:00Comments on the yarn grove antics: di un anno - oh boy...Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06399976593344037791noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30752005.post-19534030350408771492007-08-08T17:05:00.000-04:002007-08-08T17:05:00.000-04:00Oh Junior I am pulling for you boy. Get that stuf...Oh Junior I am pulling for you boy. Get that stuff out of you!Debbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04689016768019557169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30752005.post-65167595286024667022007-08-08T13:56:00.000-04:002007-08-08T13:56:00.000-04:00Ooof. I hope junior gets rid of whatever it is, a...Ooof. I hope junior gets rid of whatever it is, and doesn't eat any more of it!Octopus Knitshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03711733066980432896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30752005.post-44034923321443752142007-08-08T09:12:00.000-04:002007-08-08T09:12:00.000-04:00Poor Junior. I bet Aunt Gladys gave him the chick...Poor Junior. I bet Aunt Gladys gave him the chicken bone for insulting her senses as soon as he got out of the car.<BR/>My son used to have a dog that ate rocks. (I don't have to tell you how loud things got during our walks) Didn't have to curb the dog either, just walk through the gravel.<BR/><BR/>Love the sock, btw. Color is great!My Little Room In The Cornerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10340743805782365705noreply@blogger.com