Just do NOT play Snoopy with Hunter, he takes great mustard and relish when he has a hot dog in his sights . . .
Just do NOT play Snoopy with Hunter, he takes great mustard and relish when he has a hot dog in his sights . . .
Very nice, I just made the mini sitting on a quarter.
Snoopy, at long last, escaped from the POW camp and made his way back across no-man's land to the Allied trenches.
He was pleasantly surprised to find that his friend, Woodstock, joined the flying corps and will now serve as his wingman.
They quaffed several root beers at the officer's club and rose at zero-dark-thirty to go on dawn patrol.
Now, they are chasing the bloody Red Baron back to Berlin.
Very nice picture Kenneth.
Gave me a smile this morning.
Rob.
"Courage is the art of being the only one who knows you're scared to death."
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