The Puppy Love Affair that is. For months now when Gabe awakes he calls out to see his puppy, each day we arrive home from a trip anywhere he asks for puh-pee, puh-pee, if we're playing in the living room and Libby whines to be let out, it's puh-pee?, puh-pee?. Tonight was no different. He was all jammied up and ready for bed, but had to say good night to his puh-pee first.
Puh-pee? Come here Puh-pee.
There you are Puh-pee!
I love you, Puh-pee!
P.S. Sorry if you don't care for black and white photos. I really like them this way.
P.P.S. And, it makes the panes on the door look not so chipped up and in desperate need of a new paint job.
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