The Monkey

His name is Huckleberry. He’s not going anywhere.

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  1. Buck says:

    The Dogs of Barking Hill

    When darkness falls on Barking Hill
    And the stars come out and the wind blows chill,
    The dogs nose out a place to sleep.
    As they twirl and drop, they breathe in deep,
    And they smell no fear. All is still.
    Safe tonight on Barking Hill.

    PS
    We’re all excited about our visit, can hardly sleep at night. Annie wants to come on Sunday, she’s busy Saturday and she wants to work two to three meals into the trip. IHOP before, snack at your place and lunch after

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