Unless it’s raining really hard or the temperatures have dropped to single digits … Stella does not miss her afternoon walk. She doesn’t beg like Sadie’s stare down and I always have to ask if she want’s to go. Once she hears that word “walk”, she is whining to go. Nothing but photos after this paragraph … like it use to be on this blog.

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