Let me just say that... I love my child.
Um, *ahem*, I mean, dog.
Um, *ahem*, I mean, dog.
See, I get that confused.
Because this dog might as well be my child.
That's what happens when you don't have kids but have a spoiled Boxer to run the house instead.
Lucy's favorite things are her parents coming home from work at the end of a long day, a running hose, stuffed animal squirrels, jogs in which she drags me around the neighborhood, chips of all flavors that she is NOT supposed to eat, little kids, the sun, and of course, her mother. :)
Am I a tad bit obsessed? Probably. BUT, I'm not one of those people who has a dog seat in their backseat (the back of the truck is WAY cooler) or who brings their dog to every occasion in their purse. Because after all, I wouldn't put a kid in my purse and take them to the movie theater...
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She is beautiful! Love boxers. Great picture!!! :)
ReplyDeleteIt's OK to think of your dog as a child, we had two real kids and still think of our two Bostons as our 4 legged kids! I have a Boxer named Lucy as my entry today too! I think yours might have a prettier profile, but they both have those huge pink tongues!
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