The Adventures of Halley and Luath

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We are still a pair. Halley and Luath.

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Me and my girl, Halley, just chillin’ on Valentine’s Day.

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Mom said because she hasn’t been posting a lot on this blog that we should put up a baby picture of me that she found this morning. I am 10 now but I was 5 months old in this picture. 

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After we ran around in the snow we came inside for a rest in the sun. 

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Mom shoveled the driveway and a path so we have a place to play. There’s still a lot of snow but at least we aren’t up to our noses.

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Mom wanted everyone to know that we don’t spend our entire days sleeping. Sometimes we go out in the snow and run around. Then we sleep. 

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Been a long day and we are tired.

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Halley and the cat getting ready for bed. #halleytheratterrier #halleylooah

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A dog’s gotta chew what a dog’s gotta chew. Did I mention that she steals all my toys?

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You can’t see me.

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Yes, Mom had to dress us up for Christmas morning this year. I’ve been through this before but it doesn’t get any less embarrassing. Halley doesn’t seem to mind. Isn’t that like a girl?

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This is me hiding in the cat house my sister made for the stoopid cat. Mom says I am starting to show my age. Although Halley keeps me young I am still turning 10 in February. 

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When I really need to get away, Dad let’s me come to the office and hang out on his couch. A little alone time can go a long way. 

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Have I mentioned that Halley steals all my toys? Mom says I’m too easy going and that I let her, so every once and a while I have to put her in her place. But most of the time I let her have her what she wants. It’s just easier that way. 

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Mom thinks Halley is an Angel but I know better. Just which one of us does she think raids the cat box or chews the furniture? I will tell you it wasn’t me who ate the head off of my Sister’s Amiibo that she got for Christmas. Angel? I don’t think so.