3.11.2009
March 10, 2009
White Dog, Richard and Steve pointedly suggested that I go read my email or make myself busy elsewhere while they discussed the menu for the P-A-R-T-Y (as if my education lacked spelling courses). Dutifully I disappeared and didn't eavesdrop. After a time the guys left and White Dog came to release me from exile. Richard and Steve returned with a huge carryout order from the BBQ joint ("All that food talks made us hungry!") and we sat down for a post-planning pigout.
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The party sounds so secretive, I hope it is going to be wonderful and I hope white dog gets lots and lots of table scraps, I mean treats. =)
Ooh...a PARTY! I love parties! You and Steve sure are very sneaky, Siku! *wink* I'll bet it's going to be a stupendous party!
Scottie
I love parties! Make sure that you'll have lots of photos and keep us posted.
Love,
Charlie
White Dog, you are a great secret-keeper! I bet you and Dad are going to make Mom feel so loved on her speical day, just as she does for you!
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