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Showing posts from October, 2011

A girl and her dog

This is a regular scene in our household. Wherever the baby is, the dog is sure to follow. He loves her, and she loves him.

When we first brought Kenlee home from the hospital, Rowdy was a little skittish around her. And when she hit the epic six week growth spurt, he was terrified of her whenever she cried. For quite a while, Rowdy would run and hide in his cage when she had fits.

And at night, even after she was quiet and asleep, he would choose to stay in his cage rather than come upstairs to sleep in our bedroom like usual.

Lately, Rowdy has gotten over his fears and realized that babies are so. much. fun. He loves to give her kisses (we stop him before he gives her a total tongue bath), and he tries to give her his toys.

Whenever Kenlee is playing on the floor (like above), he must be right next to her at all times. Sometimes when I'm nursing her on the coach or just cuddling, he'll climb right next to us so he can be close too.

And Kenlee? I'm pretty sure doggie…