Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Open Your Mouth Annie, Let's See Murphy In There

Everyday I see signs how Annie is like Murphy.  Every time I take meat from the fridge, Annie is there.  She now demands a ball throw time just after I finish lunch.  She brings tennis balls (covered with mud) inside.  And she absolutely needs to be the Center of Attention.

I swear Murphy's angel is inside Annie.

Murphy's Day.

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