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Meet Granite Glen’s resident hussy

Meet our resident hussy.

Her name is Cruel.
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That’s right, that’s her name … and she is the least cruel animal I have ever met in my life. She was named by the same people who named Hondo, for the first thing they saw after she was born. One of them was wearing Cruel jeans (a brand name).
I’m not sure what happened after she was named. What with all the denim-clad bottom-watching… but the couple in question had two kids under the age of two, so anything is possible!
Back to Cruel the Dog.
She is lovely. You can see how much she loves me… so does this fella.

This is Jet. He is Cruel’s Toy Boy.
Not that there is anything wrong with that. (And I should know – being the older woman in my own human relationship.) And you need to not look at the foot in this photo. Even if it is sporting red nails – shameless crimson toenails. No wonder Cruel turned into a hussy, with such shamelessness around her.

Cruel was especially lovely (and un-cruel) to Jet.

They like to play coy…

But really, they’re in looooovveee…

They like me, these two love birds. But they both adore SSB – they have little contests to see who loves him most. They follow him and watch him and stalk him. Cruel usually wins. She’s utterly devoted to SSB. (I know the feeling, Cruel.)

This is Cruel. She is up the duff, as they say in the classics.

She is going to be an unwed mother. The hussy.

That’s right, hang your head in shame, young Cruel. Look at you! All tummy and teats. Hussy!

I like to act all tough and censorious around her, but really I’m a bit excited… puppies! More animals to care for, more mouths to feed, more characters at Granite Glen. Gads…

Wish Me Luck.

BB

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