Monday, November 24, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Buy Famous Stars And Straps In Bc
No abandonment
one week Today is a week that I was born! What fun ... To have come into this world!
a month my mother looked after me very well ... 'an exemplary mother ...
2 MONTH Today I was separated from my mother ... She was very restless and his eyes told me 'addio'con hope that my new' family care umana'mi know how she did with me.
4 MONTH growing rapidly, all calls my attention ... There are many children in this house, which for me are like 'brothers'. They are very kind to me, we play together with a ball that bite just for fun ...
5 MESEOggi my boss chastised me, was angry because I peed in the house ... (No one ever told me where to do it!)
6 months I'm a dog felice.Ho the warmth of a focolaremi protetto.Credo feel safe and that my 'family umana'mi love so much! When they are at the table also invite mee dannolo the food that I bury in the yard.
12 MONTH birthday today a long-running an adult dog and my bosses say that I've grown more than speravano.Devono be very proud of me!
13 MESEOggi I do not feel very well ... I'm not fit, my 'brother' took and threw the ball and as nobody can touch his toys do not see why he should touch my ... So I went behind and I bite! My teeth are strong and I have unintentionally hurt! After this scare me have taken and tied to a chain that does not allow me to even move ... I was told that they are ungrateful and I should be monitored ...
15 MONTH Everything has changed, now living prisoner in the courtyard of the chain, I feel very lonely ... My 'human family' I do not want more. sometimes forget that I am hungry, thirsty and a roof when it rains I shelters ... 16 MONTH
Today I have removed the chain, how nice! What I have forgiven him?!? Am so contentoche jump from gioia.Vedo the macchina.Mi will walk with them now?! Here! We climb in the car ... Well! What a long way! We stopped ... I opened the door ... I can finally run happy! But I do not understand why they closed the door and are broken down ... We hope that you do not forget me! Begin to run behind the car ... But do not stop! I understand ... Forsake me ...
17 MONTH I tried, in vain, the road to return home, but now I am convinced that you lost! Some good-hearted people look at me with sadness and give me something to mangiare.Li thank you from the depths of the soul. .. But I would like to adopt me ... I just say 'poor little dog ... You have to be lost '..
18 MONTH The other day I went near a school, and I saw many children ... Many kids, like my 'brothers'. I approached them and began to pull me laugh ... One of the stones of those struck me the eye ... And from that moment I did not see ...
19 month seems almost impossible, but when I was a beautiful dog people had pity on me ... Now that I'm weak, with an unsavory appearance, without an eye, people kicking me and leave me in the shadows ...
20 MESEQuasi muovermi.Ho I can not cross a road where the cars passed, and one of them hit me, I thought to be in a place I can not Secure or instead looks dimenticaregli satisfaction of the driver. The pain is terrible, my hind legs and no longer meet with difficulty, I pulled into a mall ... I'm already 10 days that live hidden in the sun without food ... I can not move are in a moist place and it seems to me that even my hair is my only companions are cadendo.I cold and rain ... Some people pass by me as if I saw ... A strange force me to open the eye I hear a sweet voice that makes me react, 'poor little dog, you are so small' ... I see the shadow of a lady accompagnatada a man wearing white clothes turning to the lady says' I'm sorry ma'am, but this dog does not c 'is correct, it is best to refrain from suffer '. With eyes full of tears, the nice lady ... I just feel the sting agrees and injection ... I fell asleep
FOR ALWAYS THINKING WHY 'WAS BORN, HE HAD NO ONE WANTED TO MI ... NO
abandonment 
one week Today is a week that I was born! What fun ... To have come into this world!
a month my mother looked after me very well ... 'an exemplary mother ...
2 MONTH Today I was separated from my mother ... She was very restless and his eyes told me 'addio'con hope that my new' family care umana'mi know how she did with me.
4 MONTH growing rapidly, all calls my attention ... There are many children in this house, which for me are like 'brothers'. They are very kind to me, we play together with a ball that bite just for fun ...
5 MESEOggi my boss chastised me, was angry because I peed in the house ... (No one ever told me where to do it!)
6 months I'm a dog felice.Ho the warmth of a focolaremi protetto.Credo feel safe and that my 'family umana'mi love so much! When they are at the table also invite mee dannolo the food that I bury in the yard.
12 MONTH birthday today a long-running an adult dog and my bosses say that I've grown more than speravano.Devono be very proud of me!
13 MESEOggi I do not feel very well ... I'm not fit, my 'brother' took and threw the ball and as nobody can touch his toys do not see why he should touch my ... So I went behind and I bite! My teeth are strong and I have unintentionally hurt! After this scare me have taken and tied to a chain that does not allow me to even move ... I was told that they are ungrateful and I should be monitored ...
15 MONTH Everything has changed, now living prisoner in the courtyard of the chain, I feel very lonely ... My 'human family' I do not want more. sometimes forget that I am hungry, thirsty and a roof when it rains I shelters ... 16 MONTH
Today I have removed the chain, how nice! What I have forgiven him?!? Am so contentoche jump from gioia.Vedo the macchina.Mi will walk with them now?! Here! We climb in the car ... Well! What a long way! We stopped ... I opened the door ... I can finally run happy! But I do not understand why they closed the door and are broken down ... We hope that you do not forget me! Begin to run behind the car ... But do not stop! I understand ... Forsake me ...
17 MONTH I tried, in vain, the road to return home, but now I am convinced that you lost! Some good-hearted people look at me with sadness and give me something to mangiare.Li thank you from the depths of the soul. .. But I would like to adopt me ... I just say 'poor little dog ... You have to be lost '..
18 MONTH The other day I went near a school, and I saw many children ... Many kids, like my 'brothers'. I approached them and began to pull me laugh ... One of the stones of those struck me the eye ... And from that moment I did not see ...
19 month seems almost impossible, but when I was a beautiful dog people had pity on me ... Now that I'm weak, with an unsavory appearance, without an eye, people kicking me and leave me in the shadows ...
20 MESEQuasi muovermi.Ho I can not cross a road where the cars passed, and one of them hit me, I thought to be in a place I can not Secure or instead looks dimenticaregli satisfaction of the driver. The pain is terrible, my hind legs and no longer meet with difficulty, I pulled into a mall ... I'm already 10 days that live hidden in the sun without food ... I can not move are in a moist place and it seems to me that even my hair is my only companions are cadendo.I cold and rain ... Some people pass by me as if I saw ... A strange force me to open the eye I hear a sweet voice that makes me react, 'poor little dog, you are so small' ... I see the shadow of a lady accompagnatada a man wearing white clothes turning to the lady says' I'm sorry ma'am, but this dog does not c 'is correct, it is best to refrain from suffer '. With eyes full of tears, the nice lady ... I just feel the sting agrees and injection ... I fell asleep
FOR ALWAYS THINKING WHY 'WAS BORN, HE HAD NO ONE WANTED TO MI ... NO
abandonment
Monday, September 8, 2008
Bicuspid Aortic Valve And Insurance
My Life
The photo of his mother can not always be ......
Me and my dad ......
Posing !!!!!!!
my sister and I dressed up for the wedding of my cousin ... and there's more
my sister (right) and her best friend Rossy when a little drunk
The photo of his mother can not always be ...... 
Me and my dad ...... 
Posing !!!!!!! 
my sister and I dressed up for the wedding of my cousin ... and there's more 
my sister (right) and her best friend Rossy when a little drunk Potato Chips,made Rite
We were at the airport with this dome that every 5 minutes ... that water was coming down pretty cool
Here, however, with passport control in full view ... I miss a lot of pictures that I have recovered .... for now I leave these
Do Heel Spurs Disappear
tel aviv, tel aviv .... ah that with only 10 days back and yet it seems so far away ....
Saturday, September 6, 2008
What Does Is Mean If You Have Low Lymphocytes
Patty Pravo - Tonight - not enough for you I will change more
Thursday, August 28, 2008
How To Wash A Fur Hoodie
SLOWLY
He or she who becomes a slave of habit, repeating every day the same itineraries, who does not change brand, the color of clothes, who does not speak to those who do not know.
He or she who shuns passion, who prefers black on white, dotting the "i" rather than a set of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer, that turn a yawn into a smile, that make the heart beat in front of mistakes and feelings.
He or she who does not overthrow the table when is unhappy at work, who does not risk certainty for uncertainty to follow a dream, who would not allow, at least once in their lives to run away from sensible advice.
He or she who does not travel, who does not read, does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself.
Dies slowly he who destroys self-esteem, who refuses to be helped, who spends his days complaining of his bad luck or the incessant rain.
Dies slowly he who abandons a project before starting it, who does not ask questions on subjects he does not know, who does not answer when asked about something he knows.
We avoid death in small doses, reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple act of breathing. Only a burning patience will lead to attainment of a splendid happiness.
(Pablo Neruda) 
He or she who becomes a slave of habit, repeating every day the same itineraries, who does not change brand, the color of clothes, who does not speak to those who do not know.
He or she who shuns passion, who prefers black on white, dotting the "i" rather than a set of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer, that turn a yawn into a smile, that make the heart beat in front of mistakes and feelings.
He or she who does not overthrow the table when is unhappy at work, who does not risk certainty for uncertainty to follow a dream, who would not allow, at least once in their lives to run away from sensible advice.
He or she who does not travel, who does not read, does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself.
Dies slowly he who destroys self-esteem, who refuses to be helped, who spends his days complaining of his bad luck or the incessant rain.
Dies slowly he who abandons a project before starting it, who does not ask questions on subjects he does not know, who does not answer when asked about something he knows.
We avoid death in small doses, reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple act of breathing. Only a burning patience will lead to attainment of a splendid happiness.
(Pablo Neruda)
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Dogs With Big Nipples
Meg - Distante
You can not say anything about this artist! We find the eki bjorkiani but she is really fantastic .... on everything!
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