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.
3 comments:
CUTE!
look at little hen hen lovin' on nate. he better not drool on him. either one of them.
"A Dog and His Boy"
Love,
ButterDad (and ButterGrandDad)
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