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Well, peeps, it has fur sure been a busy week here at The Love Shack. 

Before I get into all that though...

Mom says I've grown.  According to her I've gotten HUGE. 

I'm not so sure.

What do you think? 


Yesterday was the youngest two legger's birfday.  They don't have barkdays like us pooches - although after hearing mom, dad, and the big kids sing to the birfday boy I'm not sure why.

Anyways, Connor turned FIVE.  Wowsers - he's as old as mommy in dog years!  He had a great party but wouldn't share any of his cake with us.  HUMPH!  See if he gets a milk bone from me on my barkday!




Before Connor's big celebration, Mom and Dacey took Scarlet and Kudzu to the elementary school.  I was really jealous cause I didn't get to go.  Apparently, mom doesn't think I can behave myself for more than two minutes at a time.  Mom, Dacey, and canines went into six classrooms and spoke to over a hundred students on the importance of being a responsible dog owner and about how to be safe around strange dogs.  They had a lot of fun and can't wait to go back and do it again.  Maybe next time I can go too!

Our lil foster pup, Melody is doing really great.  I think mom wishes we could keep her, but I'm glad she knows that her attention is already stretched thin between dad, the four human kids, us seven dogs, and the three cats.  It has given us all a boost of encouragement to see what a miraculous recovery the yellow dog has made. - When she came to us nine days ago, she could hardly walk.  Look at her now:

Trying to take the camera case away from Mom.  HA!

Chewing on Jaden

Happy go lucky, spunky, full of life puppy!

Ooops, she does chew!!  Socks are a favorite.  (Second only to human flesh!)

Just a regular little party animal!

Showing off her new running abilities.

She's fussing at me here.  I couldn't help but think it was cute!

Well, y'all come back tomorrow for my Sunday sermon!  See you then!



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  1. Happy Birthday to the little guy!!! Looks like everybody had a GREAT time!! xoxo Chloe and LadyBug

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  2. We'll looks like you have been busy! The little two legger and the little four legger sure are cutie patooties!

    Licks,
    Ruthie

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  3. That is one sweet puppy. Happy birthday little human!!!!

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  4. What beautiful pictures! Your foster puppy is the cutest! Happy Birthday to Conner!

    Your pal, Pip

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  5. Hi,

    Mommy sent our Pawm Smilebox to your e-mail address. Did you get it? Is it Ok? We posted it last night.

    {{huggies}}}....Mona & Weenie

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  6. Tell My Rosebud I am true to her. Annie and I talked and she is not ready to be tied down to one dude. i apolgized for hurting her and we are fine. Tell my Rosebud I am wondering how she is doing and that I say a bit HI.

    True to my Word

    Bert

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  7. Happy Birfday to Connor!!!


    And...hmmmmmm...sometin tells me maybe Melody will stay no matter what da Momma says! BOL

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  8. No cake? Did you at least get to pop the balloon? Happy birthday COnner!

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  9. You've got lots of cuteness happening around your house! Thanks for sharing it.

    Nubbin wiggles,
    Oskar

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  10. Hey Boondocks!
    Wow, happy birthday to your mini two-legger! Cute pix of that pup!
    Grr and Woof,
    Sarge, COP

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  11. Melody sure is cute. Happy Birthday to Connor!

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  12. Awww, happy birthday to Connor!! And Melody sure is lucky you were there to help her. :)

    Woofs & hugs, <3

    ~Bailey (Yep, I'm a girl!)

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