Recovering from spay. Sleeping against dishwasher. Works.
Hunting termites. She can HEAR them in there. This instance she actually ate one.
I’m gonna pluck the wood apart to find the termites.
Not that I ever give her handouts. Doesn’t stop her from trying the baby face.
When she was recovering from her spay, she had to wear one of my t-shirts.
Mom. Mom. Moooooooooommmmmmmm.
Termites are in this root mom!
She knows when it’s 4pm and time for me to quit working.
I’ll watch over her mom. Kona taking care of her after her spay.
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