Silence of the Lambs

LarryPug the mighty hunter has vanquished another prey. LambChop will bleat no more. He used to say, "Happy Easter," but he's gone on to the big farmyard in the sky (or perhaps to the landfill).

Hannibal-LarryPug in action.
When he's not chewing his stuffies to death,
he sharpens his teeth with the bone you see at left.

Help! He's eaten my leg!

The final resting place

Fortunately, we have a ten year supply of stuffed animals and a box full
of bones to keep LarryPug occupied. At least he's not eating our sofa!

Elvis and Romeo say, "We are never naughty!"

Perhaps Santa Claus will bring LarryPug some more stuffies for Christmas!

Pugs and kisses,
Nancy