My posse ...

This is me and my favorite doggie Tattoo.
I'll tell you a little about my Taatje...
Taatje came in our lives almost two years ago, when he sat at our frontdoor for days & days, waiting to come in.
We knew his master, so we've brought him home ... again & again, but Taat kept returning to the food and warmth & love he was getting here.
And one very cold night, it was snowing, we found him curled up under the hedge in the snow.
From that moment on we didn't sent him back home anymore, especially because we knew he was kept locked up outside the house the whole day ... all days, and hardly got any food at all.
I can tell you I have never loved a dog like him before.
He's so special to me..... my Taatje.