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Wordless Wednesday - Boons' Baby Album

I wanted to share these last week during Boon's birthday celebration, but since I didn't.. here they are now.

Baby Boondocks:

I'm the cute one... in the bottom right corner.

Just a wee bairn.

Me and My doggie mom

Me, doggie mom, and doggie big sister

Oh, I still LOVE doing this.

Of course, I still like doing this too.  

And this is the picture that convinced the mom person to drop everything and go pick me up right that minute.



  1. You sure know how to make our mom do that "SQUEE" thing, Boon! Great puppy pix!

  2. OMD BOONDOCKS... Your Mom is BEAUTIFUL.. I can see were you got your good looks from.

  3. Oh da Momma is getting puppy fever again.....

  4. You were one cute puppy,Boondocks. Our human cousin just got a new golden puppy, Bonnie. We have only seen pics because she lives far away, but she is a cutie too.

    Here's to a great year for you!

    Woos - Phantom, Thunder, Ciara, and Lightning

  5. Hi Y'all,

    Just hopped by to catch up on your happenings and say hello!

    Y'all come by now,
    Hawk aka BrownDog

  6. you were so darn cute Boon!!!..still are!!

  7. I am not surprised Mom dropped everything to come pick you up. So cute.

  8. Oh my gosh you were an adorable pup, your doggy mom is gorgeous!


  9. ya and yar litter-mate look alike in the group photo...SOOOO CUTE Boon even if ya got big xoxox Vanilla Bean

  10. Did Boon come from a breeder? I'd love to see if they have any litters coming up.

  11. There really is nothing cuter than a Golden puppy. Simply adorable!

  12. Goldens are the cutest puppies, and you are one of the cutest I've ever seen. I would have dropped everything to go get you too.

  13. Oh My CUTENESS! Look at that little ball of fur <3


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