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Thursday, October 13, 2011


Todd had to go to Phoenix on business recently and the sweetheart brought gifts for his two girls: vodka for me, and an adorable little cheap-o cowgirl getup for Mopsy. The second she saw it the next morning, she wanted in on the good times.

"Ok so this is my star..."

"I love it!"

"Mama, mama is this real silver?"

"Whoa, I'm packin' heat..."

Let's take a look at those spurs, shall we?

If we could only get her astride Patton, she could give him a speedy little kick.

She wanted to chew on it, but it's almost as if her daddy's gun smarts got passed through in the genes. She never even aimed it at anyone.

The most fun was putting the gun in the holster, taking it out again, putting it in the holster, taking it out, etc.

"It's tough being a cowgirl. Can I have a dog bone to share with Patton? I really worked up an appetite."

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