Happy years

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These are only a few of the precious pictures of Grizz, Smokey and Rags that we accumulated over the years.

Cherish each moment with them because time passes so quickly and before you realize it, years have gone by. 

Awe, come on Smokey, come play with me!!	I grew up with Smokey and Rags	Rags as a puppy.  What a ham!!
Hellooooooooo...little mousie. Come out and play with me.	I'll just dry off on the bed and take a little nap..Zzzzz...............	Merry Christmas Santa!! Oh Boy, what am I getting for Christmas?? Poor Santa!  Grizz didn't realize that he plopped his butt right on Santa's foot! He shifted over but not before poor Santa exhibited a look of astonishment. No wonder Santa looks a bit surprised, eh??
"Bright Eyes" by Ronan Keating Is it a kind of dream....  floating out of the tide... following the river of death down stream... ....oh... is it a dream...      There's fog along the horizon,  a strange glow in the sky........ and nobody seems to know where you go..... and what does it mean..... (ohhhh)... is it a dream. Bright Eyes, burning like fire........... Bright Eyes, how can you close and fail...   How can the light that burned so brightly suddenly burn so pale.... Bright Eyes...... Is it a kind of shadow...... reaching into the night..... wandering over the hills unseen... or is it a dream.   There's a high wind in the trees... a cold sound in the air..... and nobody ever knows when you go and where do you start... (ohhhhhh).....into the dark....... Bright Eyes, burning like fire....... Bright Eyes, how can you close and fail.... How can the light that burned so brightly suddenly burn so pale....Bright Eyes.... Bright Eyes, burning like fire..... Bright Eyes, how can you close and fail..... How can the light that burned so brightly suddenly burn so pale..... Bright Eyes....................................... <BGSOUND src=" http://grizz.20megsfree.com/Music/01-Bright%20Eyes.mp3 " loop="10">