My granddaughter and Amelia the puppy talk.
I wonder what they’re saying…it certainly seems to be raising a smile or two? :)
I think it went something like, "Nice puppy. Nice little girl." "Got any snacks?" :o)
Amelia has grown up. I remember when you got her. How are the cats?
They are da life la vita! They are so happy, purring all the time, clucking at the birds outside, asking to be fed or petted, and playing with the cat toys. :o)
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