I don’t know how this peony survives. It’s in the backyard, where it gets run over by wrestling puppies and careless lawnmowers. The ducks trample it when the shoots are just emerging…and yet it flourishes. Trixie decided she needed to be part of the action. She’ll be eight months old in a week.
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Trixie Diaries: Six Months, How Time Flies
She’s six months old this week and not sure how it’s gone so fast. Although, she has not problem being a lap dog.
The amazing shrinking panda bear.
And obligatory Easter puppies.
She’s just the best puppy. Sweet as can be, listens, and learns quickly. And aside from her recent predilection for chewing on inappropriate items the past couple of weeks, she’s been a dream. Scout and I are glad, because neither of us was up for raising a wild thing.
Which is what we are going to be discussing soon – Willow the baby bobcat who is upending our household.
Until then…






