She loves him…even through the incessant barking that wakes her from every nap. Even though he is obsessed with picking up her bibs, burp cloths, toys, and clothing and guarding each item fiercely. Even though he ate her coolest hat (which was later recovered in a heroic effort by dad). She is madly in love with Wally.
He is starting to like her. He tries to pass her his toys. He is happy that she takes walks with him. He sometimes sniffs her face. He has started to let her pet him [read: grab tuffs of his hair and squeal].
They are going to be quite the pair. I’m scared already…
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