Legendary writer Edith Wharton died on 11 August 1937. She was seventy-five.
Here she is, in her twenties, with her two vicious looking little dogs. I bet they liked biting strangers’ ankles.
Edith Wharton
Goodbye, Edith Wharton (and your little dogs, too)!
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I laughed at the headline, then even more so when I saw those two wee dogs. They look like TROUBLE.
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Don’t they look evil? I mean, pure evil?
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