My dog, Brochure, is an avid conga long. He's also never blue (literally!). In honor of hurricane relief we will be hearing about this week, I'm gonna let him write this post. He's a dog!:
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Awww! My favorite part is when he hit the caps lock. Also that took long because he hit backspace twice.... but blogspot has auto draft save--- its like a judge that way. B
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