We promised Rio when we moved to London that we'll get a dog. And months went by with vocal and silent recriminations...and then our neighbor rescued us by getting a black lab puppy named Brahms. So we finally got our part-time dog. And he's perfect - especially since we only take him when we feel like it & he never chews any of our shoes & we get to give him all the stuffed bears that are overfilling our toy chests.
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Oh . . . Oh . . . , now that the genie is out of the bottle you better plan on having room for a dog in your next apartment in France. But not to worry, the French don't worry about dog droppings. Wherever. And it seems dogs are more welcome in restaurants than children . . . "j'adore votre chien!" Oh, the French . . . got to love them!
It is a cycle, two kids, mom and the dog, Kama? at least looks like her, great picture Kai.
I am getting good vibes from the scene. Love, Ewa
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