Sunday, 5 March 2017

Who’s your Daddy?


Princess, who is a year and 4 month old rescue fluffy putty tat, is getting so loveable lately, and when I am sitting in the lounge, she comes and cuddles close to me. She was never so loveable, and always bit with someone gave her too much attention. For her it is contact at her pace, but now well she just a princess who loves her daddy.

Posted by Jerome West at 16:51

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