When we first got there, there were only a few pugs and one other Frenchie, a cream boy named Sampson. A bunch more Frenchies eventually showed up, but as usual, Cooper found his Boston Terrier friend, Cleveland, and they just had their own private playdate without including any others.
It's hard to catch Cooper in action because he's so all over the place, but I did my best:
Greetings!
Distracted.
Action!
All smiles. No wonder people call them clown dogs!
The pack.
Boston connection.
This pretty much sums things up.
Cooper was pooped afterwards and used the rest of the afternoon to catch up on some Zzzzz. Here's a picture of him napping from when he was 10 weeks old. Totally melts my heart :)
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Happy Easter!
xoxo,
Olivia
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