I have nothing to say in my defense, other than look at how cute she is! I just couldn't help sneaking her home.
Her name is Millie, she's 12 weeks old, and she's now my little girl.
George, by the way, is very relieved that he doesn't have to fight against being dressed up by Becky and me. Instead, he is happily hanging out with PJ, playing ball.
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