Raindrops on roses? Whiskers on kittens? Nope. My favorite thing is puppies. So much so that I still refer to my seventy-pound dogs as puppies and I'll take any chance I can get to go see my brother-in-law's six American bulldog pups. I mean really, there's nothing cuter than a real live doggie pile.
My favorite is the upside-down one.
They are always tired. Silly dogs.
I know, I know. You can tell he loves me right?
We went over the other day and my six-year-old niece asked me why I always came over just to see the puppies. I didn't know what to say so I told her I was there to see her too. Lies, lies. Just give me the puppies!
My favorite is the upside-down one.
They are always tired. Silly dogs.
I know, I know. You can tell he loves me right?
We went over the other day and my six-year-old niece asked me why I always came over just to see the puppies. I didn't know what to say so I told her I was there to see her too. Lies, lies. Just give me the puppies!
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