Coral, feline, 10lbs
Teepee, canine, 5 lbs
Coral is coming to stay with us for the week. Teepee has been quivering with anticipation-Coral, too. Though, as we like to say, Coral is Teepee's best friend, though not entirely so the other way around.
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2 comments:
what wrong with me that i see these pictures and jump up and down with excitement?
Sarah, seriously, it is the best thing ever watching them play. Teepee's entire posture changes. I'll post more photos of them in action. I actually brought Teepee to Saipua ages ago but you weren't there. When it gets warmer out, we'll make another Red Hook pilgrimage.
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