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| Ain't I cute, dad? Hey wait, I'm supposed to be tough! Mom, quit talking for me! |
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| Silver Moon's Black Number 3 Intimidator That's my real name, but everyone just calls me by my nickname...Earnhardt. Yep, Mom & Dad got me shortly after that terrible day, but I like the name and Mom & Dad are still Earnhardt fans and now have lots of red number eight stuff! They also have plans to some day let me have a Junior to play with. How ridiculous are they? |
| Well, I had an adventure this last summer, more like a traumatic experience! I was playing ball with Erin, she would hit the ball with her bat and I would fetch it for her. It was fun for me and was helping her practice for softball. Well, I got a little too eager and instead of waiting for her to hit the ball, I went after it right when she threw it up to hit. You can imagine what happened then, I got bat square in the nose, and now I am minus a canine. I got a quick trip to the emergency room and then surgery the next day to remove the badly broken tooth. But I am all better now and me & Erin only play ball with a ball!!!! |