I love this face.
“When are we going outside mummy?”
This is the face I get when my little guy wants to go outside and I’m taking my time. I especially get this face when I’m still in bed, Bailey is out of his crate and my alarm is going off. (Yes, my fur baby has figured out that when the music starts playing in the morning I’m suppose to get out of bed. Adorable and smart – that’s my child.)
I love my little sweetness. Woof.