A Fleas Life(In Honor of Sh)
My dog had a flea infestation and we gave her a flea bath and all the fleas ran up her
tail to high ground. Me and my son were laughing about the fleas saying --there was
no rain in the forecast...where did the hurricaine come from?? run to high
ground...hang on martha!! We lost junior, hang on everyone!! bluup bluup bluup
swirling down the drain--iiiiieeeeee!
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2010
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