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[StillFingers]

Just a little video to start your day off with a smile My sister sent me this...her comment was "Oh gosh, she's so cute!"...hope you enjoy. Perhaps a new politician in the making

Are women born this way?
http://www.snotr.com/video/2630

[Ches]

Oh My, that is soooooooooooo freaking adorable!!!

[Illinois Boy]

Mine's still jabbering like that........

Jim

[Yasko]

Yeah, they don't stop talking.
I am already used to it.

Edited by Yasko, 17 June 2009 - 07:17 PM.

[Texas Angel Ang]

Love it... hilarious! Notice how the dad (I'm assuming) or man is just sitting there laughing beside her... TYPICAL!

[E-DOG]

When I was growing up my family had a Basenji, a female. Best dog we ever had.

[StillFingers]

E-DOG, on Jun 17 2009, 03:00 PM, said:

When I was growing up my family had a Basenji, a female. Best dog we ever had.

Much like the Australian Dingo, not a barking but a howling doggie...not unlike a coyote or wolf, except more of a yodel if I remember correctly. My great uncle Howard had both on his ranch up in north eastern Washington state. I spent the summer of 1970 on his ranch finding out and respecting how hard/tough farming is and wondering why his dogs did not bark at night, and why the coyotes/wolves were howling so much

After my first week of getting up at 330am each morning, milking the cows, cleaning stalls/cages, feeding every barnyard animal imaginable, cutting, piling up and bailing alfalfa and fixing what seemed like miles of irrigation pipes and huge rain birds, and ending the day at sundown. A weekend BBQ brought forth the answer to my barking questions. They don't bark and those aren't coyotes/wolves howling, he sad, those are my boys, my basenjis and dingos.

Most of the night was spent listening to stories of fishing, hunting and the origins of his boys. It was quite the eye opener and education in the summer of 70. Many fond memories, my first rainbow trout and steel head salmon caught fly fishing, my first dear, my first face to face with a rattle snake and my first ride on the back of a beautiful chestnut mare named April. It was also the summer in which my hunters cap was taken off, my riffle emptied of its lead; by hand, and my killing of animals ended; those few minutes stalking my prey, a beautiful/majestic eight point buck, inspired my poem "Those Eyes".

Oops, a bit off topic, thanks dawg, for bringing back some excellent memories.

Hope I didn't bore you all to much...Jerry

[E-DOG]

StillFingers, on Jun 17 2009, 06:36 PM, said:

E-DOG, on Jun 17 2009, 03:00 PM, said:

When I was growing up my family had a Basenji, a female. Best dog we ever had.

Much like the Australian Dingo, not a barking but a howling doggie...not unlike a coyote or wolf, except more of a yodel if I remember correctly. My great uncle Howard had both on his ranch up in north eastern Washington state. I spent the summer of 1970 on his ranch finding out and respecting how hard/tough farming is and wondering why his dogs did not bark at night, and why the coyotes/wolves were howling so much

After my first week of getting up at 330am each morning, milking the cows, cleaning stalls/cages, feeding every barnyard animal imaginable, cutting, piling up and bailing alfalfa and fixing what seemed like miles of irrigation pipes and huge rain birds, and ending the day at sundown. A weekend BBQ brought forth the answer to my barking questions. They don't bark and those aren't coyotes/wolves howling, he sad, those are my boys, my basenjis and dingos.

Most of the night was spent listening to stories of fishing, hunting and the origins of his boys. It was quite the eye opener and education in the summer of 70. Many fond memories, my first rainbow trout and steel head salmon caught fly fishing, my first dear, my first face to face with a rattle snake and my first ride on the back of a beautiful chestnut mare named April. It was also the summer in which my hunters cap was taken off, my riffle emptied of its lead; by hand, and my killing of animals ended; those few minutes stalking my prey, a beautiful/majestic eight point buck, inspired my poem "Those Eyes".

Oops, a bit off topic, thanks dawg, for bringing back some excellent memories.

Hope I didn't bore you all to much...Jerry

Jerry that was soooo romantic. Can I have your phone number?

"my first face to face with a rattle snake"
Reminds me of my first date.

E

[StillFingers]

E-DOG, on Jun 18 2009, 02:23 PM, said:

Jerry that was soooo romantic. Can I have your phone number?

"my first face to face with a rattle snake"
Reminds me of my first date.

E

My number...well ok, but you ain't gettin my address, two old dawgs together, there could be a riot