
Mom said these were the only two pictures she took there because I'm much prettier than any of the other boxers and she said she didn't play with any of 'em or give any treaties out.
mmMhmm! I sniffed her like crazy and knew she was lying. I smelled a 5.5 month old flashy brindle boxerboy named Vox, a young fawn pup named Mollie, a chillax fawn named Houdini (Mom says he escapes for any crate you put him in), a crazyyy boxerboy named Chance who barks and barks and barks. Oh oh and I smelled a sweetheart brindle named Belle...Mom and Uncle Erik said she reminded her of me...NO WAAAAY MOM I'M THE BEST BRINDLE BOXERGIRL!!!
Oh well. Mom said she might take me to the petstore today. I've been telling her I need to do some shopping for my boyfriend.