tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post677178432050323849..comments2023-08-26T12:42:28.808-03:00Comments on Flint's Follies: My Dog's Life.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post-83831606017605164682011-07-01T12:40:29.024-03:002011-07-01T12:40:29.024-03:00Sorry dude, I don't swing that way. Maybe one ...Sorry dude, I don't swing that way. Maybe one of your fellow KKKluckers does? Good luck finding someone to scratch that itch for you.Flinthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00751432023350206246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post-58771544454388216952011-07-01T08:47:54.876-03:002011-07-01T08:47:54.876-03:00Thanks previous Anonymous.Thanks previous Anonymous.Flinthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00751432023350206246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post-69350602337872737922011-07-01T06:34:11.380-03:002011-07-01T06:34:11.380-03:00To first Anon, what a jerk you are.
Flint:Sorry t...To first Anon, what a jerk you are.<br /><br />Flint:Sorry to hear about your best friend.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post-67975528276405808482011-06-30T08:57:17.424-03:002011-06-30T08:57:17.424-03:00Thanks Daantaat.Thanks Daantaat.Flinthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00751432023350206246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post-27797971163329498892011-06-30T06:01:21.205-03:002011-06-30T06:01:21.205-03:00I'm sorry to hear about your dog. He sounds li...I'm sorry to hear about your dog. He sounds like he had such a great personality and was an amazing friend and companion. I've had friends tell me about their dogs and speak about them as though they were people; I think dogs must be incredibly intelligent and capable of feeling emotion. I've always been a cat person myself, and I've lost two cats over the years, cats who were both like my best friend (okay, that sounds kind of bad, but yes, my cats were my friends). Losing a cherished pet is a heartbreaking loss, like losing part of yourself. I'm glad you can remember the happy times with your dog. *Hugs* to you Flint.The Essential Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00394558639725465558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post-82977541060996644922011-06-28T16:14:51.449-03:002011-06-28T16:14:51.449-03:00Thanks Stig.Thanks Stig.Flinthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00751432023350206246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post-61175628579840112322011-06-28T15:26:33.907-03:002011-06-28T15:26:33.907-03:00I never had the chance to meet him, which I will a...I never had the chance to meet him, which I will always regret.Stighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17000294250268453164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074072896146274250.post-62591469261971592922011-06-28T13:38:48.882-03:002011-06-28T13:38:48.882-03:00I eat your dog for lunch!I eat your dog for lunch!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com