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Breakfast with Bucky

No! That's MY brioche! And I want to eat it BY MYSELF!


Blogger Atreau said...

Hope likes to nudge my leg if i'm eating something and ignoring her.

12:13 AM

Blogger Urban Chick said...

*groan* no, i want your brioche!! but after three weeks of a carb and wine fest, i am calling a halt...


2:32 AM

Blogger ParisLondres said...

LOL! Love good brioche too much to share. ;)

6:12 AM

Blogger ParisLondres said...

PS dear M - great choice of painting.


6:14 AM

Blogger Laura said...

Bonnard spent a lOT of time on that tablecloth! No, not sprawled on it in a drunken stupor, but painting it.
Trust Me, I Was There

7:46 AM

Blogger Annieytown said...

I would love to meet Mr Bucky one day. He sounds like such a character. I love so many of my fellow muaers dogs. I have a huge fondness for Barbara's Mr Astro. I think I have sent him multiple packages of peanut butter bagels. Right now I have cats but I do long for a doggie. Pugs are my weakness.
Great picture choice. This is the way I see you. Ever since Keeter described you I picture you in edwardian mary poppins-like gowns.

7:53 AM

Blogger Bela said...

Drat, I missed the pic! :-(

4:33 PM


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