Friday, January 27, 2012
Refuting Fleetwood Mac
The grapevine in our smaller-than-it-looks neighborhood has been churning. It is, in fact, giving that old Faberge Organics commercial a run for its money. Sadly, as with most games of Telephone, the information has lost something in the translation.
He has lost a surprising amount of weight. He has lost not even an ounce of his personal brand of bounce and boogie. He is surprised and delighted by the marrow and ice cream and cheese that rains down upon him unrequested.
He lives!
And the people rejoice.
*All photos taken on 1/26/2012, 1 day after his release from VERG.
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Pooch looks good!
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ReplyDeletesuch good news :-)
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