Here's mine got oldschool figaro castle going here.
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At work right now - I've got a couple dozen pictures that rotates on my background of my "babes" (Bailey). She's a husky/shepard mix and was amazing with the kids. This is her and my little boy when he was around a year old. She protected the kids and treated them like her own. When the daughter and son were just newborns, she wouldn't let anyone she didn't know or approve to be by the babies. She only allowed mom, dad, grandparents and my younger brother and his wife around the kids when they were babies. She knew us all and accepted us as part of her family. If you didn't get her permission, she would position herself between you and the baby and let out a low, warning growl if you got to close. If you continued to move towards the baby she'd growl louder and show her teeth. You needed to meet with her first, away from the baby before she would approve if you could get close to them or not. Once she did approve or you got her permission, she sat right next to you and the baby. If you got up and walked around, she was at your heels. If you got to close to the front door, she'd put herself between you and the door so you couldn't carry the baby outside.
She let the kids climb on her, she cleaned their hands and faces and was always there to protect them.
Almost a year ago now (October 24, 2015), her spleen ruptured and there was no way to save her. We had to put her down. This was by far the worst birthday I ever had.
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