http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ie4qmEUHjMA
Trixie. The Original Sally Sweet. She's the queen of Delancy Street.
Tyra, like many with a background in ballet, wanted a mirror.
And here's Cuban Pete. Like all smart, young, extremely handsome guys, he's a play-ah, and playing it cool. Thinks the world is his milkbone. chick chicky boom.
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I heard rumors about how supermodel Tyra Banks was looking nowadays. Thanks again, superblogger, for playing de paparazzi to get us these shots!
Great video, KB. Lucy's chewing gum was a nice touch.
You have that plastic bag mighty close to your nose.
Singing while walking rescue dogs is a very good idea. Getting them to box step is pure genius. Now they have marketable skills. My parents had a boxer when they lived in San Diego. I always associate boxers with California.
Oh, Tyra. I wish I had a fence.
Julie, plastic bag is just a prop. Won't go into details. All these guys are so housebroken they were ready to pop until I got them out. They're all indoor dogs, think of them as mushy-faced kitties with great bods. Who know how to chick chicky boom.
I'm in love with Cuban Pete. I guess I'm a suckah for playahs. I always liked the bad boys.
I clicked on the link, but I regret it. Puss woke from her cat nap, sat up and started hissing at the laptop. Betty started to cry. I kid you not.
Cat catty boom.
I feel your pain, SC. Sounds like you need a cat-catcher, SC. I'll ck if I have any openings.
That was a blast from the past for sure. Monday nights with Lucy and Ricky. I had a teacher that wouldn't give homework on that night!
Albert better watch it. My eye is wandering. Cuban Pete is looking pretty darn cute.
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I notice they're all wearing those reddish-brown leather collars, issued by Boxer Rescue.
We got Boz from Boxer Rescue on June 8th, 2003. He still has his BR-issue collar. It's in excellent condition, very attractive. Really sets off his handsome coat.
The first Boxer looks like Tangerine. Are they related? Yesterday I passed a baby boxer. He said to tell you hello. He was not Jack S, who I missed (once again) by minutes.
Come on, let's get a little love for Tyra. She gets along just fine with cats. (Petrea, I didn't keep the collar, but I did keep the tag. I have, like, three people listed on both my dogs.)
PA: Missed him again? That elusive pimpernel. How was the show?
A boxer who likes cats? That might be a bit unusual.
At last: imptia. I don't know what it means, but I believe it applies to Tyra and I like it.
They all look like sweeties. I hope they find good home very soon.
For the love! TYRA, I love ya sistah. KB, that was a guilt trip if I ever had one.
geesssshh I 'm so easy.
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PS My word STESS. STress without the R
got me a dog
that does the boogaloo
break out, mouseface!
boom chucka lucka lucka
boom chucka lucka lucka
's a whooole 'nutha world, baby
Thank you. Beautiful!
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