So yesterday, I had met my little Golden Retriever siblings for the second time.
It was really fun to have a reunion.
All we did was play boisterously with each other, sniffing, tumbling, and a lot more :\.
I remember some of their names, there was Josephine, Wellsabee, Eliott, Miranda, and many more (Sorry that I couldn't say all their names, it was a litter of 24 puppies, Tess gave birth to 12 of them, Emma gave birth to the other 12).
Here are some pictures!
There's me with the blue leash!
The light colored one is Eliott.
Me again! We're all looking up because my former owner has a treat in her hand.
This is Miranda, my great-grandmother. She's 10 years old, really old too, at least 70 years old in dog years. She has a large tumor in her liver, really sad. The doctor says she might be put to sleep any day:(
SOme more pictures.
That dog with the dark fur is like a mini Phoebe. (Phoebe is a Golden Retriever).
SO this Phoebe is sort of my distant cousin, and she loves the attention, for example,
if you paid attention to someone else, she would get right in your way!
Anyways, I gotta go!