Buddy and Bunny

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I love my new puppy.


 I love my new [roommate's] kitty. 


 My new kitty does *not* love my new puppy...


but he loves her!!



And yes, their names are Buddy and Bunny. And no, that wasn't planned. :)

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  1. Linnea WheelerDecember 17, 2012 at 4:11 PM

    Love it!! Do they both come running when you call? :) haha. So cute!

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