We're pretty sure that Trixie was Holt's first word. And even more sure that Holt loves her so much. He has grown into the little man that will not come inside without her and will stand at the door and yell her name, slap his leg, and say 'come on' until she trots thru the door with him. They are buds!!
And here's proof that she loves Marin and is her protector! Notice the hand on the tush. Love it!
Don't take my picture! I didn't comb my beard!
This is so tiring. I think I'll lay down now.
Scoot over Marin!
Scoot over Marin!
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