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This is my version of Miss Tidly's scraplift challenge using elizzylee's lo. I love how this turned out.

This lo forced me to actually journal. I printed the journaling on vellum and left
it in Times New Roman so it would resemble a newspaper article. It was hard for me since it's about my beloved black lab. Under the main picture, I made an envelpe box and put several pictures in it of Bumper. I tried to use hinges, but I had too many pictures behind the main on and they wouldn't lay right. I made the make shift photo lifts instead.

Products used:
Bazzil (dark and light blue)
Stack III Patterned Paper
Ribbon
Home made Stencil
MM mini 1/16 eyelets
MM brads
MM Jersey foam stamps
White Stampin Up Craft Ink
Stampin Up Vellum Cardstock
Button Ups buttons
Dollar Tree Washer

Here's the journaling in case you want to read it...
Bumper
You were quite the dog!! You were posted on the board at w work for FREE and the people getting rid of you said you were too big for their home. That was to our benefit. You were 7 at the time and your bottom teeth were all filed off or missing. When we first saw you, you were playing with a ball. We got you so Blackjack wouldn’t be lonely. The day we brought you home, you ran around like you had lived there forever. You and Blackjack became best buddies. You were able to open the gate (which was amazing, since I couldn’t even do that). When we had the pool built, I would have sworn you thought we built it just for you. You absolutely were a water dog and loved to swim. You would catch your ball, frisbee, what ever it was that you deemed a water toy. If it sank, it didn’t matter, you’d dive down to get it. You played frisbee out front until we literally hid it so you would quit. After Blackjack died, we got Cosmo to help you out of your depression. You two were so funny together. He’d drive you crazy, but you didn’t want to be too far from him. You were very afraid of storms and if we would even say the words, thunder, rain, wind, or lightening, you’d shake like a leaf. You were supposed to be a Daddy’s boy, but you weren’t. You were a big, huge mommy’s boy. You’d lay right by me no matter where I was. You knew how to work me, too. You would bark two low-toned barks so I would let you in. For some reason, you decided that you were not to be outside unless your people were out there. You just adored Spirit and were always by him. You got very sick toward the last. You died on July 1, 2004. You gave us 7 good years old boy. May you rest in peace. I miss you so much.

Thanks for looking!!


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