tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275037611904355740.post8061665872178926607..comments2023-10-20T05:12:18.740-05:00Comments on Tales from Frostbite Falls: Meet my Buddy, ParkerLena . . .http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668036821461012213noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275037611904355740.post-25967837190088926642008-10-20T11:21:00.000-05:002008-10-20T11:21:00.000-05:00The look on his face reminded me of Eeyore!!! What...The look on his face reminded me of Eeyore!!! What a sad face. No wonder you took him home. I'm sure he was very happy with you and Ole.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275037611904355740.post-22853346620441810182008-10-20T07:59:00.000-05:002008-10-20T07:59:00.000-05:00Oh, those pictures on the bed remind me of Inky, w...Oh, those pictures on the bed remind me of <A HREF="http://l-empress.liscious.net/older/005247.html" REL="nofollow">Inky</A>, who indeed chose me (I didn't want a dog!). <BR/><BR/>Inky loved the bed, from which he could look out the window. But when he heard my mother's step, he got off in a hurry! She was very particular about her bedspreads.harrietvhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07409326264515778993noreply@blogger.com