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After our big stinky-pade the other day...I ended up shampooing everything in sight. And turned on the ceiling fan to help with the drying.



Trevy was seriously fascinated!
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Shanna Grimes said…
For some reason my RSS isn't updating your blog. I just thought I'd check to make sure and low and behold, new updates!! Argh, guess I will just subscribe via email.

Kay loves fans too. It's so funny to watch them watch fans. Especially when they spin their heads a little with it :)
March 6, 2009 at 8:53 PM
Melanie said…
See now Daniel gets freaked out by the fans. He does not like being underneath them at all!! I bet Trev was very proud of his art work!!
March 7, 2009 at 2:55 PM
Monica~ James~ Connor said…
connor is and always has been obsessed with fans. sometimes when he is having a crabby moment, i'll turn it on just to calm him down.
March 7, 2009 at 8:14 PM
Mrs. M said…
lol...so cute!
I love the second pic. Just the look on his face and those beautiful eyes.
March 8, 2009 at 9:09 PM
blogzilly said…
Hi,
I'm totally new to your blog and this whole experience, but this caught my eye right away...fan fascination. Does he have it often?

If you could please resond to my e-mail address as blogger sends all my responses I get to an e-mail address I can't get access to anymore and I'd love to hear from you on that.

Klilly@creatusmaximus.com

Thanks,
Ken
March 24, 2009 at 2:03 PM
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