Note #24400

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

“We shall blep on the beaches. We shall blep on the landing grounds. We shall blep in the fields and in the streets.” A slightly Winston Churchill look from the dog this Fourth of Bleptember.

A champagne-coloured French Bulldog stands on a patterned throw. She has a chew toy sticking out of the side of her mouth in a manner reminiscient of a cigar, and her tongue hanging out of the other side of her mouth.

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