A blog about crime fiction, knitting and writing (or not writing).
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Drookit!!!
There was just one word to describe Bubba and I when we got back from our walk this morning - drookit. This is an old Scottish word meaning a tad on the damp side. Of course being a retriever there is nothing Bubba likes better than a wet walk so he was in his element. You will note that there are no pictures of me doing my world famous impression of a drowned rat.
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