Today’s picture is of a little dog called Polly-Anna. A couple of weeks ago, on the day that my gran died, my neighbour had to look after 3 little 2 week old puppies whose mom had died. At the time I was an emotional wreck, having just heard about my gran. Those little puppies provided more love and comfort than I could imagine. The owner sent this picture yesterday to show how much they have grown…it made me smile
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Awe, too cute!
I can’t believe how big they’ve gotten…they were so tiny at 2 weeks
aw that’s SO sweet!! it’s amazing how animals get you through dark patches without even being able to say a word. And that puppy smell is just the best!
So so so true:) They heal broken heart by just being I reckon:)