Pippin loves her Grandma. She's Mom and Dad's dog really, but Franny also gets a lot of her love. She has the strangest habit of getting really, really close to your face but never licking it. You keep expecting a cold wet tongue but all you ever get are little short sniffs. It's sweet, but a bit unnerving.
Pippin isn't too sure about the man with the camera. She's gonna stay right by Grandma until he moves along. Grandma can carry on with her conversation. She's got the cyclops covered. When the situation has calmed down, she'll hop up in the chair and keep Grandma's lap warm.
On the table next to the chair (out of the frame) is a TV remote with buttons the size of postage stamps. I think my dad bought it for her as a joke but she liked it so much that it stuck around. It's her little control center.
Pippin isn't too sure about the man with the camera. She's gonna stay right by Grandma until he moves along. Grandma can carry on with her conversation. She's got the cyclops covered. When the situation has calmed down, she'll hop up in the chair and keep Grandma's lap warm.
On the table next to the chair (out of the frame) is a TV remote with buttons the size of postage stamps. I think my dad bought it for her as a joke but she liked it so much that it stuck around. It's her little control center.
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