Puppy butt, 9 weeks
September 13, 2006
It's time to pull out her baby photos and share them again. She hasn't changed, only gotten bigger. At least, given the number of hours I have spent staring at her and photographing her, I can see Baccarat today in the little thing she was when she first came home with her mother.
I dreamed this morning, as the rain fell on Bastille Day and I slept late, that I saw her running and playing again. I didn't want to wake up.
Get well, ma Bacs. Vite. Tu nous manques si fort.
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I dreamed this morning, as the rain fell on Bastille Day and I slept late, that I saw her running and playing again. I didn't want to wake up.
Get well, ma Bacs. Vite. Tu nous manques si fort.
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