Monday, December 26, 2005

I saw, over the trees on Primrose Hill, the fighting machine from which the howling came.

Took Bondi up to Primrose Hill for a romp. He chased down a squeaky starfish toy and chomped it into laryngitic submission. Unfortunately, not long after this picture was taken, a little hound attacked Bondi and was all set to tear a large chunk out of his snout until its owner's belated appearance to remove its grip before I jumped on the thing. In my rush to get Bondi away from it I dropped my cellphone and spent nearly half an hour scanning leaf-strewn grass before I found it again. Posted by Picasa

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous3:38 pm

    merry bloody christmas.
    - G