Hello.
There is a dog that lives in our village. He is a stray dog. Or more precisely he is a vagabond dog. He gets food from everyone and no-one. He lives everywhere and nowhere (baby). His name is Taillaut (pron. Tie-Ooh!). He was named by his owner who beat him and is now dead. He is about 6 years old. This is his blog.
Sunday 22 February 2009
Yesterday T sat from 11am outside the house. And had to wait till 4.30pm before a walk happened. He was happy when it finally came. Spring is coming. Snowdrops and crocuses are peeping through. And the animals are growing curious. The bullocks have lovely new haircuts (just had their horns cut).
Spring is coming. Snowdrops and crocuses are peeping through. And the animals are growing curious.
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