This photo epitomises what attracted me to Dudley. The say that you don't choose your animal, it chooses you. I can only say that when Dudley looked up at me with those pursed lips and pleading eyes I knew he had found his master and I my dog. He still looks at me like this when he knows I am upset with him. That ensures that I am no longer upset with him of course.
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9 comments:
Oh my God.....look at little Duds!!! So cute..so small...
lovely pic
i want one of them, on the grounds that he stays just like that.
Ahhh so cute, he looks like a cuddly toy.
Who owns this dog??
Is that really Dudley?
Somebody must be confused. Is it Paul.
Its Dudley Twyford!!!
This photo epitomises what attracted me to Dudley. The say that you don't choose your animal, it chooses you.
I can only say that when Dudley looked up at me with those pursed lips and pleading eyes I knew he had found his master and I my dog.
He still looks at me like this when he knows I am upset with him. That ensures that I am no longer upset with him of course.
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