Darby has only done The Chelsea a couple of times. Usually she just stares straight at me, with those soft, cow eyes of hers.
But the Pumpkin-pie girl does The Chelsea a LOT.
Like this morning when I snapped these photos right in a row:
P.S. I know Darby's nails are too long. She happily lets me brush her teeth, clean her ears, wipe her eyes, brush her, and even trim the fur between her toes. BUT she HATES having me trim her nails and she has hated it from the very beginning. When we were walking a lot the concrete kept them worn down. Chasing tennis balls on the grass just doesn't have the same result. We haven't been walking so much, but will be starting again when things get back to normal around here.
In these photos Pumpkin looks like she is nearly as big as Darby, but she is much smaller. Just a tiny bit of a thing and as sweet as can be.