Don't Be A Hard Rock, When You Really Are A Gem...

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Jazz

I admit that I am the type of person to get really excited by lightning and thunder. I admit that when I saw a bright white vein of lightning stretch across the sky, I ran towards the door to get a better look. And I admit that when my dog kind of cowered at the massive boom that signaled that the storm was overhead- I carried her unwillingly outside to see the pouring rain. Sorry, Jazz. I fear that I am a bad mother/dog owner. She forgave me- cause right now she is trying to get me to throw her ball...

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lo said:

poor poor mi baby jazzy... poor jazzy... i still love you mi baby jazzy!

TIO RON said:


MISS JACKIE
I'm a storm watcher too . I would get some cool storms at the river . I'd get out of bed and sit on the deck and just watch all knight . Just kicking back and looking out and enjoy, with a cold beer . CHEERS
TIO RON

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