Lucky makes nightlife!
I sometimes forget that Lucky has the genes of the wolf and, like all wolves, night life is!
could be called one of "... that night ..." if you let it loose, I'm not surprised to see him holed up in the morning after a night with his fellow nerds .... Maybe
appear to bar the entrance of the croissant and cappuccino, as did the dog of my grandfather, who disappeared one summer for a week and then see him in the doorway of the bar where I was eating breakfast at six in the morning ... dirty but satisfied.
slept for three consecutive days and then disappear again.
Well, the wolf, all day snoozing in the bunker that was built under the kennel and the waning of the day .... Sing, no earlier than three in the morning ....!
If I had known that the growth would have acquired a tone of voice so strong ... his name would be .... LUCIANO, as Luciano Pavarotti with the difference that the voice is a tenor but, from its mouth, if not harmonious melodies do not leave a lot of whining gargle accompanied by howls (and those can be out of tune).
One night, I hear a crazy noise, I look out the window and I see him out of the bush stone to the bottom of the fence .... He had something in his mouth, Noel was a spectator and he with the tail upright running around your head up, triumphant, with his trophy ...
A hedgehog!!
was a year trying to catch him, he must have made his den in the pen after all ... and he was able to capture him and took him to glory, as when Caesar returned from his war campaigns.
I felt sorry for the hedgehog, I was afraid he would be able to kill it, inserted the fluorescent yellow kitchen gloves, slippers (Winter, the only ones I could find in the dark) at the foot,
the flannel from "buzzicona" her hair, pajama shorts come down out of the rescue at that time a car passes with the boys, and look at me, I understand that from now I remained unmarried for life!
orders to drop his prey and he does it ...
grab the Hedgehog and run towards the house with the intention of releasing him the next day, I had a great show with my clothes and walk around the neighborhood in those conditions, I seemed to be the case ....
I put it in the bath so my son could see him the next day but just got back in my bed ...
Restart the concert!
Another hedgehog!
These cute little pets when they hear a dog that barks, what they do ....
is close to "rich" and remain there ... real estate (I understand why we find so many squashed on the roads!)
'm half past three in the morning, all is quiet ... I
the arms of Morpheus,
turtles in the aquarium
The hedgehog in the bathtub in the living room ...
Luciano!!
I sometimes forget that Lucky has the genes of the wolf and, like all wolves, night life is!
could be called one of "... that night ..." if you let it loose, I'm not surprised to see him holed up in the morning after a night with his fellow nerds .... Maybe
appear to bar the entrance of the croissant and cappuccino, as did the dog of my grandfather, who disappeared one summer for a week and then see him in the doorway of the bar where I was eating breakfast at six in the morning ... dirty but satisfied.
slept for three consecutive days and then disappear again.
Well, the wolf, all day snoozing in the bunker that was built under the kennel and the waning of the day .... Sing, no earlier than three in the morning ....!
If I had known that the growth would have acquired a tone of voice so strong ... his name would be .... LUCIANO, as Luciano Pavarotti with the difference that the voice is a tenor but, from its mouth, if not harmonious melodies do not leave a lot of whining gargle accompanied by howls (and those can be out of tune).
One night, I hear a crazy noise, I look out the window and I see him out of the bush stone to the bottom of the fence .... He had something in his mouth, Noel was a spectator and he with the tail upright running around your head up, triumphant, with his trophy ...
A hedgehog!!
was a year trying to catch him, he must have made his den in the pen after all ... and he was able to capture him and took him to glory, as when Caesar returned from his war campaigns.
I felt sorry for the hedgehog, I was afraid he would be able to kill it, inserted the fluorescent yellow kitchen gloves, slippers (Winter, the only ones I could find in the dark) at the foot,
the flannel from "buzzicona" her hair, pajama shorts come down out of the rescue at that time a car passes with the boys, and look at me, I understand that from now I remained unmarried for life!
orders to drop his prey and he does it ...
grab the Hedgehog and run towards the house with the intention of releasing him the next day, I had a great show with my clothes and walk around the neighborhood in those conditions, I seemed to be the case ....
I put it in the bath so my son could see him the next day but just got back in my bed ...
Restart the concert!
Another hedgehog!
These cute little pets when they hear a dog that barks, what they do ....
is close to "rich" and remain there ... real estate (I understand why we find so many squashed on the roads!)
'm half past three in the morning, all is quiet ... I
the arms of Morpheus,
turtles in the aquarium
The hedgehog in the bathtub in the living room ...
Luciano!!
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