AmyRothPhoto: the gals
AmyRothPhoto: Oh, this face
AmyRothPhoto: more Willow
AmyRothPhoto: the grounds
AmyRothPhoto: hanging out
AmyRothPhoto: other dogs came, too
AmyRothPhoto: while I'm here...
AmyRothPhoto: maybe there was food to the right
AmyRothPhoto: yet another sweet face
AmyRothPhoto: ma tete, mes yeux...
AmyRothPhoto: mon nez, ma bouche...
AmyRothPhoto: Why, Lucy Walker, you outta be ashAMED of yo'self!
AmyRothPhoto: taking a breather
AmyRothPhoto: I feel your pain, buddy
AmyRothPhoto: pant, pant, pant
AmyRothPhoto: gonna tear some stuff up, boy!
AmyRothPhoto: Poor Gil. He gets no respect.
AmyRothPhoto: I have a seeeecreeeeet...
AmyRothPhoto: zombie dogs
AmyRothPhoto: bull in a china shop
AmyRothPhoto: the blessing of the greys
AmyRothPhoto: So I sez to Mabel...
AmyRothPhoto: the gals and their hipbones
AmyRothPhoto: And still more Willow
AmyRothPhoto: exhaustion
AmyRothPhoto: they could be twins