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Written by admin on January 7th, 2009
Summary:
As always, I sent some clothes home with my dad so the dogs could smell my scent. My dad said that Guinness rolled in my clothes for about a half an hour–then he would pounce on them, and roll in them again. I think Jameson’s just pissed. He’s probably thinking, “I smell her, but I don’t see her, so these clothes mean nothing!!!!” Wait ’til next Friday, Jamie!! I’m a comin’ home, buddy!!
