The pooch that started it all - Banjo. I met him the same afternoon as Chelsea, and he spent the better part of thirty minutes with us, running around and playing and getting lots of attention while his owners (two young boys) kicked around a soccer ball.
Meeting Banjo was a real pleasure, and I've been so happy in the week since sharing his photos. He's the inspiration for starting this blog. And it honestly isn't because his tongue made contact with my open mouth on more than one occasion...
Banjo in the sunset...
Banjo having his way with Hari while Rach looks on, helplessly.
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