Why My Kidz Shouldn't Play With Dogs
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
When we moved from our house, my friend, Michelle, who breeds Chihuahuas, gave me a present. I am not the one who usually brings pets into our house. Just ask Livey, she knows. However, when I saw this adorable little fellow....I fell in love:
I named him "Pookie," no, I have no idea why. He just seemed like one at the time. He sleeps with me every night and is spoiled rotten. However, to survive in this house, human or animal, one must be tough. He is! Wanna know why my kidz should NEVER touch my dog? Here, I will show you:
I named him "Pookie," no, I have no idea why. He just seemed like one at the time. He sleeps with me every night and is spoiled rotten. However, to survive in this house, human or animal, one must be tough. He is! Wanna know why my kidz should NEVER touch my dog? Here, I will show you:
Yes, that is a roll of tape!!
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