Tuesday, June 2, 2009

All Mixed Up

Everywhere we go people ask the same question: "What kind of dog is he?"

The Lady and the Man give the same answer: "Terrier Mix."

Thus begins the great guessing game:

Lab?

Chihuahua?

Greyhound?

Beagle?

The Lady always points to my butt dimples...


and "wings"...


"He is an angel." she tells them all.

Being loved for who you are, not what you are is Heaven. That is the truth.

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