I am not sure what is going on but the wind blows through the hair and gives you all sorts of challenges in trying to get a dog perfect but I rather believe the imperfect is perfect actually.

There's something about the messy hair - the stride and the elements that gives me the real memory and I like that.

The day was filled with grooming but you can't tell that. They had walks - nails clipped - puppy fun outside - weights taken of puppies - play sessions - hugs - love and where did the day go?

Well, I will tell you, this crew can't wait till a turkey gets cooked. We are doing ours Saturday - yum!