Waking up in the morning (it's an old habit) and coming downstairs. Open the back and Poppy goes out onto the back deck and just waits. Then I go to the office and let the pups out. A quick kiss and bit of my toes and they fly out through the kitchen and out the back door to where Poppy is waiting. They attack. She smiles and sits there, letting them crawl all over her before... she rolls over and start suckling. It's the most lovely way to start the day.
Poppy
Sunday, 6 July 2008
Maxwell would be so proud
Are the funniest little things. Molly and Moby - it's a curious thing but they warm my soul like little else. And Poppy has come good in the best, most heart warming way. (And while we're on Poppy. Apologies to Ireland. Young DJP has put me right - there is a RSPCA network in Ireland. So there).
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