Thursday, March 17, 2016

Chewy, Guardian of the Tent

 We set up the tent in the backyard for some playtime.  Chewy wanted to play with us, but also wanted to be on guard.
Or maybe he just wanted to lie down and roll around in the grass and tent at the same time.  
Too bad he didn't guard me from Tommy.  We were playing around and he bumped my SUPER loose tooth and voila!  I'm ready for you, tooth fairy!  And don't worry, I thanked Tommy.  

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