My father in law calls his 44 acre stocked lake a pond. I define a pond as a small dirty body of water that are usually dug for horses. I forgot that he called it “the Pond”. So when he opened it ( he’s said, The Lake is my happy place”) I got so worried that he thought I was pushing the definition of his pond. His sister pulled a 18# big mouth Bass out of his pond a couple of weeks ago.
I was thinking if I had money to burn (never) I would buy few of these & put them in my studio window all winter, just to mess my brain up while I’m under blankets reading everybody else’s blog or a who done it book.
Check out the whiskers!
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Because he probably believed man was hopeless, so he moved up high to tend to the animals. Its funny how overexposed he is, I used every trick I knew to tone him down, but he wanted to shine, because I am a kindred soul. Now can a Jew love a Saint? Rhetorical.
Adopt your favorite breed from a rescue & foster until you find the perfect match.
I want him flawless, no bows or ribbons…Crackled? Oh, so he looks old but he is not? He look young, but he is not? Just send me the horse.
Can you put a cute pink bow…
What you really want to do. “Sorry Ma’am someone just bought the damn horse”.
For this talent, he is 8, he got from all his uncles & father & a wee bit of his tomboy mom. I just built house, that my brother’s would destroy with glee & me spewing venom…
How much? I turn over the glass 12.55. But you know the artist deserves it & I know that if people that have money to burn, buy these so he can cover cost of kiln, glass, time. 12.55 is a bargain, I will buy two for my husband & wrap them. I can’t type today, sick as dog for two days. 😦 I miss blogging!
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