My Beldee was a momma’s boy. He followed me everywhere. He was demanding in what he wanted, whether it was an extra meal, a ride in the car, or a certain spot on the couch. He loved people and attention. He will be missed beyond words.
Beldee Baby
My Beldee was a momma’s boy. He followed me everywhere. He was demanding in what he wanted, whether it was an extra meal, a ride in the car, or a certain spot on the couch. He loved people and attention. He will be missed beyond words.