So here is my best friend Daisy. I tell mom all the time that she is my best friend. Mom isn't sure whether to worry about that or not. Anyway, I can talk to Daisy about anything, let out all my frustrations on her (even though I get put into time out occasionally for that). She is also lots of fun to play with and she lets me do whatever I want to her. Mom and dad are the only dampers on those fun times. Here are a few pictures of the fun Daisy and I (mostly me) have had over the years. Mom thinks Daisy is just to lazy to move and so decides it is easier to be dressed up than actually get her rear-end off the couch. Works for me!
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