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Puppy Love

Note to self: Surgery + Small Puppy = lot's of disasters.

Somehow my dog knows I can't chase her. So she does naughty things. Like eating the dressings off my foot. Or stealing my socks. Or jumping on my face. Or making a mess of everything - including the contents of every garbage can in my house. Or barking at the door or other random things because I can't punish her. Or stealing my mac and cheese and putting her adorable little face in every bite of food I try to take. And that short list doesn't even touch what she's managed to do this week. But, inspite of her being so naughty - she is just too stinking cute!

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Baby Sister said…
Who could say no to that face????
Jessica said…
I'm guessing that oozing adorableness of hers has saved her a few times this week. ;) If you need a puppysitter for awhile, Ellie and I enthusiastically volunteer!! (And by the time she gets away from Ellie, she'll be so happy to be with you that she'll be an angel). ;)

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