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photo taken May 2012 one year ago: Springtime Smile A different photo of Charlie will appear here every time you visit the blog.
You can scroll to see the archives or use the menu in the sidebar.  Charlie’s growing fast, yet he’s still so tiny – he fits in my cupped hands. His little body is still a baby body – he waddles around and from above he looks like an eggplant. His temperament is incredible. He is so gentle, so sweet. He still sleeps with me but I put him between the covers and the sheet because his little claws are sharp as talons on bare skin. Charlie is definitely not a dog – he has no interest in rawhide bones or chew sticks, preferring deer antlers to gnaw on. He plays with Eli’s toy mice and has a penchant for socks. Already he knows the difference between toys and my body – whenever we play or tussle, he never ever clamps down on me.  |
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