Paging Charles to write a follow up post on how Jelly is a prime societal example of the intolerance of the dog upon society. Hopefully with the same photo front and center.
Oh my gosh, I hugged that perfect baby last week and it was one of the most beautiful moments. Jelly bit the sleeve of my sweater out of excitement, and I've never not minded having my sweater torn so much.
And a wonderfully obsessive genetic mix it's likely to be.
Called 'Bean', of course...