Sweet Sixteen


It’s your day Lucee girl. 16 candles on your kibble!


Your sixteenth summer of rolling in grass and acting liking a goofy basset hound.


Sixteen years of strolling around. Everyone knows that basset hounds move in two speeds.

Slow and…


Stall.

Happy, happy birthday Lucee girl. The cherry tree is full of fruit, just for you.

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