Brian May has brought a new album with Kerry Ellis "Golden Days". The album contains 13 songs.
Helloo Pharaoh! Your Daddy is holding a small white puppy...are you jealous?A little bit but I know Daddy will always love me regardless if he holds another doggie. Might be a good idea if I get a companion; especially when Daddy is away on tour.That white puppy may be a Japanese Spitz, a pure breed. I used to have a white Bichon with curly white fur, Choo-Choo, about that size, small. I've also had a Pomeranian, Pompy and 3 ordinary mongrels, Judy looked a bit like you. I'm quite an animal-lover but didn't have sufficient time to dote on them like your Daddy does on you. My daughter loved hamsters and my son loved dogs and fish. I remember our big Oscar fish, bigger than my hand, jumped out of the fish-tank; my children, young then, got very sacred and so I had to catch it and threw it back into the tank.I reared Canaries too, full-throated singers and when they sang, the down-feathers at their throat would tremble. They laid eggs in the cage, sat on the eggs until they hatched and I watched them emerge struggling.Once, some wild pink-neck pigeons made a nest on my balcony flower-bed. The male would go off to find food while the mother pigeon sat on the eggs...very responsible parents they were. And yes, I saw them hatch one by one, breaking their shell and tumbled out, featherless except for some down; their mother still continued to sit on them to keep them warm. And then one morning, the baby pigeons which had grown feathers, perched on the edge of my balcony. Jerkily 2 of them flew across to the tree nearby and I bade them goodbye. The third one, smaller and weaker, was too sacred to follow its siblings to take the plunge and so I sort of prodded it; but it dangled precariously on a plant refusing to let go, on the edge of my balcony and I thought better help it back or it could fall to its death. A rather sad thing happened to this weak pigeon...its parents left with the two which took flight and never returned. I was getting worried and tried feeding it with apple/lettuce but it wouldn't eat. I was so desperate I force-fed it. Soon, it died, found it lifeless one morning; put it in a box-coffin and discarded it. Pharaoh:Wah! Lam-My...no wonder you talk to me as if I was human.I always felt for all kinds of life; doesn't matter to me if they are human or animal. Some people say animals have no soul; when they die, that's the end-all...perhaps so, but when they are alive, I feel their souls.Bye Pharaoh! Thanks for your attentive ears. 你的耳朵大而美丽ni der er dwor da er mei li你的 ni der / your耳朵 er dwor / ears大 da / big而 er / and 美丽 mei li / beautiful!
It's a white Pomeranian Adam is holding. My Pompy was brown.
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