Wednesday, December 10, 2008

With my Elder Brother's wedding happening just about a week later, Sparky was brought for grooming for the first time by professionals. I've never liked Sparky in short hair because he looks funny.


And I've eaten so much for dinner today that I swear if I'm being hung up-side-down, everything would flow out. Surprisingly, I feel okay. Liar.

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