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Wordless Wednesday - Who's Leading Who?



  1. Hey Boon, MY VICKIE is back and the first thing she let me do was check up on my friends. (Well one day after she got back. She had a lot of work to do yesterday)

    Anyway, love the picture for your Wordless Wednesday. You two look like you have such fun

    Glad to be back


  2. This is great! This is what folks say when they see me walking momma!

  3. What a good helper!

    Wonderful pictures.

  4. The incredible joy of companion animals. What would we do without them?
    Sending lotsaluv

  5. Nothing more special than a boy and his dog!

  6. so sweet

    Stop on by for a visit

  7. Looks like you guys are having so much fun!

  8. Woof! Woof! Happy WW. Oh I can see WHO ... Lots of Golden Woofs, Sugar

    Golden Hello! Hope you received our email. Looking forward to hear form you. Golden Woofs

  9. I don't think it Matters.. since you are BOTH havin so much Fun!!! I'm just sayin!!!

  10. Hey Boondocks!
    Wow, it looks like your mini two-legger is a knight (he has a sword and everything!) and you are his horse! Super cute pix!!
    Grr and Woof,
    Sarge, COP

  11. Boondocks, it looks like you forgot to attach that string to your little biped. He is doing a good job of trying to stay with you:)

    Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, Ciara, and Lightning

  12. we think we see the leader
    Benny & Lily

  13. Great photos. Love the second one. : )

  14. Adorable! Thanks for the Wednesday smiles!

    Your pal, Pip


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