So we set off yesterday at 7:00 am to drive the 166 miles to Exeter to collect Charlie. The proud mum holding her boy.
A good sign is when they eat and drink: Charlie has his first refreshements at Castle Cannon.
It's all too much! Charlie zonked out after his traumatic day of being parted from his family.
Apparently Charlie is three-part Coton de Tulear. His mums mum was a Bichon Fries (Didn't get told the father.) Charlie's official designation is F1, whatever that means? LOL
Did he leave you any squishy Crimbo pressies by the foot of your bed?
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