I wonder why they call it Black Friday.
It’s not very black today. Actually, I’ve never really seen a BLACK day….some pretty dark nights, but never black truly.
When it’s night I wouldn’t call it black—pretty dark, but never Black.
I’m black, well, parts of me are. There is a wild black kitty that lives somewhere here on the farm, but not a BLACK day.
Hoomans are soooooooooo strange!
Boo Berry
Life on a Colorado Farm 
Don’t wrack your brain too much, B. It’s a human thing…..
Love and licks,
Cupcake
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They are hard to understand sometimes, aren’t they, Cupcake? We just do the best we can. Boo Berry
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Dogs don’t shop…me neither! Hope you had a great Turkey Day!
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Oh Shop. I go to Tractor Supply with Mom. But Mom says we don’t do Black Friday. Ever. Boo Berry
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Lulu: “I’m not sure why they call it that either, Boo Berry Betty, but this band Dada likes named Steely Dan has a song called ‘Black Friday’ where they sing, ‘When Black Friday comes, I’m gonna dig myself a hole’, which sounds like good advice, doesn’t it?”
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Oh yes!!!! Let’s dig a huge hole from my farm and from your place and meet in the middle somewhere. Okay? Boo Berry
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