Springheel Jack
posted by Harry at 2:24 PM
Friday, July 01, 2005
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- Name: Harry
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I'm languishing in a semi-state, hoping to write my way out of a paper bag. I yearn for the central coast beach shack of the mind while living in suburban California.
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2 Comments:
Oy! So 'tis! Springheel Jack himsel', with the devil's own smile! Lures you in, he does, then SNAP!
Yeah, he's quite friendly most of the time but he's generally suspicious of toolbelts. He made sure to keep the guys who put in our french drain aware of his presence. We were most happy with the fact that if Daring Dayton were in the room in his bouncy chair when Jack spotted one of the workmen in the window, his hair went up and his teeth came out along with the bark and the growl. Not that the workmen were all that suspicious, but Jack sent his message nonetheless. Indeed, the perfect dog.
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