Here, Clara is rocking the agility course.
Clara is watching the Frisbee dog act.
Oh no, Clara! You better pucker up.
Peaches loves her Clara.
Thanks for the great day together.
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3 comments:
I can't believe you added the picture of me smooching Miss Clary!
and *i* can't believe that you smooched miss clary so close to her mouth with her stinky skunky breath! :)
Oh lord, I know. Poor thing's mouth still reeks! But she's still my baby, so I have to give her lots of smooches. It's my job.
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