Fearful of retribution given out by Monte, my parents brought her with on their trip to Denver for Christmas and New Year's. It was good to see the old lady.
She's got fire in her eyes.
She was either sleeping or going to the bathroom. Luckily, it was the former.
Max, the only Scotty I've loved. One of the Bradley dogs.
In fact, I love him so much I would never subject him to this horrible purple sweater and allow him to be held by some stiff old man in Loveland.
This is another Bradley dog. Her name is Daisy and she is a Corgipoo. Did your testicles just shrink? Mine did.
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This is such a good blog :D I love your dogs :)
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