Big sofa. But he wanted snuggles, so he got snuggles.
Apres gift opening.
Yes, we saw my sister. And we saw Bailey.
I wanted better pictures, but she was all running around, jumping, licking and barking. Barking barking barking barking barking barking.
She moves wicked fast and makes it hard to get a good shot of her.
I love this guy. I say 'hi' to him daily. Usually he says it back - though I'm thinking he might be deaf.
She is sooooo cute. I love her.
He's never seemed that interested. He was all about helping opening presents this year. Maybe he knew 2-3 things under the tree were for him.
* which really means last week.
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I would be barking barking barking barking too if my favorite uncle came to visit. Especially if he was bearing treats.
I love that dogs are always alert for things to 'happen', which they do, eventually - and for them to react accordingly.
Bailey, Scoonie and Whinnie well qualify as 'cuties', to take their places alongside the 'King' - though Scoonie looks sorely in need of some company to appreciate him, poor chap.
What a lovely Great Pyrenees
Our pets have always seemed to "know" which presents were theirs; like sneaky children.
Shep appears to be helping clean up the empty boxes, I always need help with that.
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