Sunday, November 6, 2011

Belle's kind of torture.

Belle intently watching the flock of turkeys feeding in the corn 30 yards away. This is akin to you having to walk by (and resist) a Cinnabon, declining an offer to what smells to be a glorious cup of joe, or winning the dreaded stare down between you and that last piece of double chocolate brownie. This is some major self control

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