23rd
February
2005
Wish I had a cave, some days…
The dog that lives with us has a cave. No, really.
It could be said that illusions are as to reality as my kitchen table is to caverns. The dog fails to notice that the grotto has no walls. Any time there is a threat; someone cutting paw-claws or swabbing floppy ears, off to the Batcave, Batty dog. Here’s a picture…
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