Grand-daughter Savanna
Last Monday my first grand-daughter was born in Houston. I already have two grand-sons who are a delight, but a grand-daughter for someone like me who has little to no experience with a little girl will be an interesting adventure. Of course she had to have a doll–one larger than life. Here she is sitting in my downstairs desk chair with a stack of flannel blankets.
PawPrints: Dora has become Toby’s little playmate. In the mornings Toby has Dora between her paws and doesn’t seem to mind Dora snatching her rawhide bone or biting her tail.
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