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I am back. Keep alert for Shane pictures and stories

Shane

Quentin, you better get going on the air conditioning or this mean bimbo will take my Wubbas. See, the picture of me staring at the camera is pleading, begging. And the picture of me on all fours staring into space is me imagining a horizon with no Wubbas.

Well, be logical

Word has come that some feel us delinquent in posting here. Well, uh, that is why the name of this blog is what it is. Sometimes we go really crazy from Wubba frenzies and a big furball barking. This has been a 'sometimes' so bear with us as we strive to recover.

Another movie of the Shanester

Shane Movies

videos credited to Tiffi's fiend.*

*Oh, I think there is supposed to be an "r" in that word.

Dear Quentin - buddy, old friend, best pal

Uh, Your mother has fallen down on the job of getting some of my pictures out to you in the last couple of days. You know, you have to see my new bunny Wubba. Maybe you could get me a Wubba and sleep with it and then I will have your scent next to me. Just an idea . . .

I will probably start shedding soon and maybe your mother will knit you a scarf - oh, she is not laughing. She is looking askance at me.

I hope you like the picture of my purple Wubba and my new hole. YM (Your Mother - and you know the tone of voice I'm using) tells me she is going to put mulch on my my digging area close to the house. I think that's odd because I know she likes grass - go figure, huh?

Ah a little tired on Daylight Saving Time change day