Oh gosh, I so miss her like this. So unable to jump on anything or to figure out how her bark worked, or her feet for that matter. She was so precious.
Now she's all growed up. (Yes, I know. Not proper grammar, sue me.) She's this monster who can jump up on everything (even straight in the air!) darn that beagle in my pup. She barks at everything, darn that beagle in my pup. She's definitely learned how to use those feet to dig and her nose for smelling, darn that beagle in my pup. Maybe we should have stuck with the pug...on the other hand, I love the beagle in my pup.
She can give me faces like this:
Run too fast for my camera like this:
Pounce on nothing:
Paw at nothing:
Run with ears flapping in such a way that I can't get ahead of her to catch it:
"Look" for something all the while watching my feet to see where I'm going to come at her from next:
Master the stairs while not looking at them:
Sit perfectly...but not on command:
Stand regally...but too close for Mommy to get a picture of her whole body:
Run too fast for my camera like this:
Pounce on nothing:
Paw at nothing:
Run with ears flapping in such a way that I can't get ahead of her to catch it:
"Look" for something all the while watching my feet to see where I'm going to come at her from next:
Master the stairs while not looking at them:
Sit perfectly...but not on command:
Stand regally...but too close for Mommy to get a picture of her whole body:
I really do love that beagle in my pup. But props to the pug that keeps her from being a beagle. Puggle all the way for my Honey pot. She's a good girl, if not tiring.
Someone give me energy like hers,
FFR
Someone give me energy like hers,
FFR
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