Never having been camping and not knowing what it was, our pinkies decided a lesson was in order. The gals have dressed up for the occasion, see they look stunning in their daledanas. I was supposed to wear that hat that's lying on the ground. Well as you can probably imagine, it was a feat in itself getting the four of us to pose for the photo, so when the hat fell off my head, it stayed on the ground. Never the less, we loved our first taste of camping and are now packing our bag for the trip on air-ruby to celebrate Butchy's birthday campout.
See you all soon.
Noah, Willow, Tess & Lucy
Friday, October 5, 2007
Getting ready for Butchy's birthday campout
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All dressed up for Butchy's birthday campout
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Passing on the 'I Love Your Blog" award
Everyone's blogs are just great so it was really hard for us as we wanted to pass this award onto everyone but we'd love to see the award go to Asta Down Under.
Noah, Willow, Tess and Lucy
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Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Our award
We're flabbergasted, our new maties the gals from the Corgi Lounge have awarded us with this 'I Love Your Blog' award. We are honoured. Thanks so much girls, it was so kind of you.
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Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Willow's play date
Hello everyone,
My name is Willow, I'm Noah's little sister. I thought I'd post about my play date with my friend Charlie the Spoodle. He's a great playmate and lives up the road from us so I can see him whenever I feel like it.
My pinky D took me there last Monday. I'm such a lucky gal. Tess, Lucy and Noah missed out on the fun. They can be a bit rough that's why I went alone. We even got some treats off Charlie's dad. They love having me there, they would like to keep me but my pinkies would be sad.
There is one thing, Charlie was groomed last week and he is a little sensitive about his legs. He thinks they look like matchsticks. We keep telling him he looks great but he doesn't believe us. His dad laughed at him when he got home from the groomer. His feelings were hurt.




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Willow and Charlie
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