Easter Sunday meant only one thing to me - FAMILY! We've actually had loads of visitors already (something about puppy cuddle testing?) but I've been counting down the days on my paws until the best visitors of all could come... Finally the BIG DAY arrived and my Mummy, Daddy and my best friend Faith came to tell me how beautiful and clever I am. It's not like I didn't already know it, obviously, but when your hair's a bit patchy and your breath smells of puppy poo, it's nice to have your loved ones tell you that you're still gorgeous. Rory says it to Liz all the time and she doesn't have patchy hair ..... Talking of poo breath, I just don't think it's 'me'. I think eating puppy poo is a bit common quite frankly, it's like the colour tangerine - SO last year. With that in mind I'm going to pick and choose and with every day that passes I think I'm going to pick even less. I don't think this is going to be the best news I've shared (if Liz's face tourettes is anything to go by) but I am a Princess after all!
Daddy took some great photos of my bubbas and my left leg (he completely forgot that I'm the star attraction) and then we had a lovely walk around the woods and field (and I showed them the fishing pond next door that Salo likes to swim in) before getting battered by a hail storm. You just can't beat a Bank Holiday in the UK. I hope you enjoy the photos :-)
Daddy took some great photos of my bubbas and my left leg (he completely forgot that I'm the star attraction) and then we had a lovely walk around the woods and field (and I showed them the fishing pond next door that Salo likes to swim in) before getting battered by a hail storm. You just can't beat a Bank Holiday in the UK. I hope you enjoy the photos :-)
My left leg (thanks Dad!) and Faith with Donut & Muffin, Crumpet on the floor in front. Photo Paul Mills
Mummy went all gooey over my little Chocolate Muffin. Photo Paul Mills
Mummy is quite partial to a Donut & this little one just loves a cuddle:-). Photo Paul Mills.
Told you. Donut was loving being in Faith's arms and stayed there for ages. Photo Paul Mills
I heard Mummy whisper to Waffle that had he been a girl, he would have been coming home with me! I'm glad he's a boy because now I get to do it all again next year and in the meantime I've got my family all to myself :-)
He is cute though isn't he! He's going to live with my lovely big brother Otto :-) Photo Paul Mills
My adorable Faith with Bagel, Crumpet and Muffin. Photo Paul Mills
My bubbas are four weeks old today so I guess that means another photo shoot and the baby scales being brought out. Soon we will all move downstairs, I'm glad as we've managed to wreck the cream carpet - give me parquet floors any day dahling.
The blonde's babies had their first solid food today, weaning paste from Natural Instinct, Liz says they were hungry because they are so chunky. Is that a euphemism for fat? Liz's friend Jennifer visited us all this morning, she's from Infindigo Finnish Lapphunds - she thought we are all lovely and that my puppies are the best. OK, so that may not have been her exact words but I have my pride you know!
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