Thursday, February 24, 2011

A Boy and His Dog

Turned around from ironing yesterday to find Henry laying with his paw possessively on the baby, who was pulling the dog's face fur.

They love each other.

When I say I was ironing, I don't mean that I was ironing my husband's shirts like a good wife, I mean I was ironing fabric to sew with. Don't go thinking I've become all domesticated and organized.


Sarah Scripture said...


Megan said...

look at little hen hen lovin' on nate. he better not drool on him. either one of them.

Fred & Janet said...

"A Dog and His Boy"


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