My Secret Girlfriend
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I created this blog to sort through my emotions as Finnegan, a great Irish Wolfhound, fought bone cancer for nearly 26 months. Fortunately, his battle subsided for many months and during the course of the 26 months, I shared stories about his feline siblings. On August 8, 2008, Finny passed on in my husband's and my arms. He fought the good fight and he will always have a special place in my heart. *If you have a question, please write me at finnegandog at gmail dot com.*
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I do like a younger man.....
Sniffs
Empress Megan
And here I thought you had a crush on ME!
Way to go Finny! You two would make a great pair! Steak time!
Love and Licks,
Texas (and his humans).
Oooooh--she's pretty. Go for it, man!
wally.
ps. On the squeakies issue. I never used to tear them up--this has started happening in the last year or two? Maybe I'm entering a second childhood?
Hey Finn, oh no. Are you sure? Sophie was kinda working up a crush on you. But I have to admit, your love is quite lovely too.
Aren't crushes the most divine torture?
She's lovely. I guess that rules me out then?
I can see why you have the hots for her - hubba hubba!
I have lots of crushes on lost of doggies. My Irish Wolfhound heart is big enough for everyone!
Woofs,
Finny
You're gorgeous, and so is she,I bet she has a crush on you too. I'd go give her a big kiss and ask her.
If you have time between flirting, come visit my blog and leave your picture on my guest book OK? I think Irish Wolfhounds are grand,
love and smoochie kisses Asta
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