…got nothin’. Except a picture of Taylor with the “puppy” for y’all who have been keeping track of him.
He’s nine months old on Monday…
…and he still thinks he’s a lap dog and Taylor still encourages him and he’s nearly as freaking tall as I am when he stands on his hind legs and IT KNOCKS ME OVER when he tries to get in my lap WHILE I”M STANDING!
Which, of course, is humorous to the rest of the fam damnily.
*blink*
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