Dogs of the world unite!
Calling all Indaba dogs! This group is for all those Indaba profiles that have photos of dogs in them. Others are welcome too, as long as you have a dog photo in your Indaba photo area or if you just simply LOVE dogs.
My name is Bayo and I am looking to meet other Indaba dogs. Lets talk about things that we care about in our genre like the perfect chew-toy, a well worn tennis ball or, how great it feels to get that fresh bowl of water!
Check out any good fire hydrants lately?
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duke~
My owners and I listened to your owner play bass and we think he rocks! I hope he gives you kibbles and bits... l:p~
Luv Pup
Would any of you like to hear my owner play bass I tought him the link is
Hi duke dog.
I hear you work for bones, food and tennis balls. Three of my favorite things!
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Have you seen the words to "Mr. Tambourine Dog"? I'll reprint them here:
Mr. Tambourine Dog by Dog Dylan
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Dog, howl a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no park I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Dog, bark a song for me,
In the jingling collared morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that cute retriever has rolled around in sand,
Eaten biscuits from your hand,
Left me kindly here to land but still not sleeping.
My laziness amazes me, I'm seldom on my feet,
I have no shit to eat
And that bone’s got no more meat too good for chewing. CHORUS
Take me on a trip beside your magic twirlin' bike,
That 10-speed’s the one I like, my paws can't feel the leash,
I’m just too dumb to step, wait only for my four legs
To be tanglin'.
I'm ready to nap anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
In the park or a parade, cast your dinner’s smell my way,
I promise to go beg for it. CHORUS
Though you might see the mailman racin' madly across the lawn,
He's not aimed at anyone, he's just escapin' on the run
And but for this guy there are no fellows fleein'.
And if you hear vague traces of panting, it’s not a crime
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged mutt behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a rabbit you're
Seein' that he's chasing. CHORUS
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the doggy ruins of time, far past the frozen fleas,
The haunted, frightened knees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy leash laws.
Yes, to dance beneath the muddy deck with one paw waving free,
Silhouetted by my pee, circled by the circus cats,
With all doggy treats and trash buried deep beneath the grass,
Let me forget about that hydrant ‘til tomorrow. CHORUS