The observations of a traveller / dreamer / tree house resident.
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Emma
This is Emma, I met her at a cafe where she was cradled in her Dad's arms willingly accepting all the pats she could get. And there were many.
Most people who know me know that I am a pretty crazy dogless dog lady. At one point today I literally ran outside so I could pat a pair of sausage dogs. I have a problem.
Cute overload. Love.
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