Category: Kasey

Kasey likes her sticks, but most of all she likes to pose like this until I try to grab the stick at which point in a prancing blur of grey she teleports across the yard.

After spending the day biting the lawn mower tires, tracking in mud and leaves, and licking the hand of every trick or treater that stopped by tonight Kasey is tired. She listens in her sleep though, and if I whisper she will spring alert and go to the door instantly to see where the squirrell might be.

I do have the cutest puppy on the planet

… but she does wear too much mascara.

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