Ava is wild. Like jumping around, throwing herself around, pulling herself up on anything, biting, pulling Momma's hair, screaming, laughing, attacking, I'm really serious, wild. I absolutely love it. So does Rafal cause when he comes home and she sees him, she starts all over again. I enjoy her spirit and the sparkle in her eyes. Until I take something away from her and she screams. Sometimes, she really is unruley. It's that Polish temperment, I tell ya.
Here are her and I playing on the floor.
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| Giving Momma CPR |
Do you like my chevron rug? I do. Rafal doesn't. But I think he's coming around. I'm preparing him for a lot of stripes and zig zags in the near future.
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