Portrait of a basset as a young man. March 2007.
I am now one year and one week old.
I am much wiser and more mature.
Some of it has to be due to my new relationship with Henrietta.
T.mom took my birthday pictures. You can see them here.
I still hate having my teeth brushed. When will the torture cease?
Later taters.
e.t.y.m
2 comments:
Is it just me, Earnest, but is there something just a little freaky about Henrietta?
Could she sit in the passenger seat and enable you to drive in the HOV lane?
;-) you ARE the Earnmeister
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