My son loves dogs. Appropriately, "dog" was one of his first words. Achilles (Aunt Elizabeth's beautiful greyhound) graciously puts up with Erik throwing himself at him constantly. Even old Senor has come around. I am not quite sure Senor likes Erik to try to take a nap on him, and he will avoid Erik for the most part. But when the baby is sleeping, Senor will quietly protect him. If Erik only knew! :)
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