Tiptoe from the garden
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me.
Knee deep in flowers we'll stay
We'll keep the showers away
And if I kiss you in the garden
In the moonlight, will you pardon me?
And tiptoe through the tulips with me.
...Tiny Tim
We drove up to South Lake Tahoe on Sunday to see if the tulips had bloomed. Yes, there were tulips indeed. I put little five pound, Sophie Belle, in the garden to sit and take a sweet pic. She isn't as "coiffed" as she could be. She hasn't had a professional groom since last year. But she is still my little cutie. Nice on Black.
