Dog Biscuits
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But with the opportunity to share them with her Tennessee cousins (KC, Walker and Frazier) since my mom could carry some back with her tomorrow I knew the time had come to make them. Sophie agreed.
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And what did Sophie think of them?
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A fork in one hand, a pen in the other.
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