This was Maggie at eight months of age. Those eyes, kind, loving eyes. She has blessed my socks off, which is very unusual, as I wear my socks all the time. She keeps me sane. When I don’t feel like moving, I move, because potty time for Maggie. Should anyone eavesdrop on me and my pets, conversations would most certainly be entertaining.
Happy Puppy Day Maggie Rose. 
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