We took a longer-than-usual walk on this warm Eighteenth of Bleptember morning, and the doggle's all tuckered-out.
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A champagne-coloured French Bulldog lies on her side in a basket, sound asleep, with her tongue sticking out.
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This post is part of ๐ถ Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.
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