I sure hope you didn't guess my baby, because then quite frankly, he wouldn't be a baby any more. Really, that's alright because I have another one up and coming. It just stinks when you guess wrong, that's the real reason why I hope you didn't guess my baby.
Nope, he is perfectly content to have wobbly legs, and crawl like he's got real horsepower. That's for you women that have men who are obsessed with pick-ups and the torque, horsepower, suspension, and all other great and fabulous things otherwise known as FORD (again another story for another time).
These gals have been walking for about a week now, and these pictures were taken about a week ago.
Had I put them up a week ago I wouldn't be fashionably late, the way most of you know me, and then you all might get some crazy expectations.
Their little legs were pretty wobbly, but they're getting stronger, and they are causing more trouble.
Next week I'll put up this weeks picture and you'll be able to see how big they were this week, which will then be next week, making it last week.
I love these girls, and I'm trying really hard not to want to keep one. It's torture for a dog lover. Yes, I'm the dog lover around here. It's a hopeless cause and my husband is a very patient man, just for the record.
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