Sherm said...

Awww damn. Little Foxmoor is no more. No wonder Champ has been more cantankerous than usual. He’s pining for his little buddy (and whatever sympathy cheese he can weasel out of us). Another splash on the ground for dear Foxy.
Hope yer rodeo went well. Go to the BBQ cook-off and eat plenty of hot brown stuff.
There’s someone out there (in Wyoming or an adjoining state) that has an old minuteman missile silo for a home that they have tours of occasionally.
A real swords into plowshares kind o’ deal. Or swords into a really cool underground home.
I’ll look for the link but ask around, can’t be too many of them.
Fireworks were epic, so was the traffic. Wouldn't miss it for anything. Over 9000 shots.
Hugs all around. The little one adds kisses.
August 19, 2007 7:01 AM