Double Trouble

I can’t believe my baby will be 8 at the end of this month.
I took some time to look over old photographs of him as a baby.
This one has always been a favorite of mine.
At the time of this photograph these two had a mutual respect for each other.
This is about as close as they would get to one another.
She is a viscious little thing and though he never hurt her he would try to intimidate her by stomping his foot at her.
At the time I truly believed he could speak “dog” and she spoke “baby”.
They understood one another.
Nowadays they are the best of friends.
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