22 December 2009

i was sure i had mentioned

this occasion in a much earlier blog, but I can't find the reference to link back to. So here is the evidence, the crime and the self-imposed exile. Above: Drat! Caught again!
Below: If I can't see mum, she can't see me, right? Pickle has yet to learn that hiding under the table is not the right option when guilty of the same crime. (And no, the couch is not really that bright. It was the camera flash that changed it).

Today I am grateful for the olive harvest.

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