I must admit that as I’ve gone through my Saturday, my supposed “day off” from puppy care I’ve complained about the constant work Baxter creates. Harry is supposed to watch Baxter’s antics on the weekend, but anyone who has children knows the way a man watches his flock vs a woman is diametrically different.  The bottom line is Baxter is a handful and needs the eagle eye that Harry just doesn’t have, so it’s left to me.

At the end of the day lil Bax jumps into bed and snuggles his soft, warm little curls against me and my heart melts.  I really wouldn’t have it any other way.

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