"Can we go in! Please!" Her parents would never allow her to bring one home.
"On the way back," I promised.
3 hours and one pleading phone call with her father later and we had adopted Major. I have to admit, for a poodle he's pretty cool. He can be lazy or rambunctious, disinterested or engaged, slow to catch on or smart, a great defender or a total wuss... but he is always loyal and charming.
How could I resist taking photo's of him?
