11 Jan 2012 Pablo in the Bath by mixhart | posted in: Humour, Motherhood, Photo-Poet | 1 Nobody told me there’d be days like this. FERNANDO!? Where’s my big brother when I really need him?! If you can’t beat them…surrendering is always an option. Dear God just let this be over. OK, enough with the pictures already. Just hurry up and get me out of here. Related Posts:Raising a BullyA Rose Garden Chapter 3Gifts from a BullyBully Breed a Gentleman at HeartA Rose Garden Chapter 5My Deceivingly Handsome BoysClub Zen For DogsThe Training of Pablo
Mix Hart
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE! I can’t remember when he was that old. I’m pretty sure he was 7 weeks old.
Love,
Pippi