Monday, January 10, 2011


Sailor here.

We have a wolfling in our family. Mom says we will meet him when her son and his sweetheart are married in the spring.

Will he howl?

Will he nip at my ears?

Will he hang on my ruff?

Mom says his middle name is Wolfie, and all he'll do is sleep, eat, poop and maybe cry a bit.

I told her wolflings do those things.

But Mom promised he wouldn't bite or crawl on me.


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