Tess waits

Tess waits for me outside of the school cafe

 

Who knew that at a year and a half, a puppy born so naughty could be so good

Me asking her whether she was born this naughty is my running joke with her as she practices her extensive problem solving skills at the expense of my sanity, along with me getting on the ground and having her maul me while I yell that I've been slayed by cuteness....


 

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Who are you?

Who are you and what have you done with my dog?

 My dog is white.  You are not. 

 And my dog would NEVER spend the entire rainy night digging in my garden.

 Well.  You are cute anyways and maybe I'll keep you.

 Tess after a shower, completely bonked after a rainy night outside (her choice, I will point out).