There are two things that Napoleon loves more than anything: My husband and being out of doors. And bones. So three things, really.
I always wonder what he's thinking. Yesterday, I'm pretty sure it was squirrels, the pesky Italian Greyhound across the fence, and treats.
Everyone thinks their own dog is the cutest. Photo dump of our "baby."
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
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