Flashback: The Howling
Jan 19th, 2009 by Marilyn
Yeesh! How life intervenes. I’ll be back tomorrow with something tasty, but for now, please enjoy the quickest, cutest flashback I could find. From April 17, 2008, it’s my favorite kalamata-nosed girl in all her coyote glory.
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Poor Cleo.
When we moved, she thought she was leaving fire trucks and sirens behind. We knew there was a station only two blocks away…
…but we forgot to tell her.
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tomorrow: jammy little tarts.
Oh my gosh…she is too cute! That’s so funny – my kids thought so too.
oh,poor Cleo..how pitiful she sounds.
mmm…..jammie tarts(will l Cleo get one,too?)
That is hilarious! My doberman pinscher used to howl when I played my flute. It was awful. Ummmm…..the howling! Maybe the flute too?
That cracks me up every time!
It’s even funnier when she’s holding a stuffed duck in her mouth, and the howl goes through the stuffing. Sounds like a strangled loon.
I need to record Puppy howling at Cleo howling.
That was soo cute!!!! It made my morning. I hear tales of my dog howling in my absence.. but, i’m absent and miss the cuteness.
I love it when dogs do that. Zephyr doesn’t do that & Shadow just hid.
Not enough coyote in them.
Poor Cleo. Does the noise hurt her ears – or is that urban legend?
aaaahhhh hilarious