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Foxglove Farm Maybelle Merriwether "I've found my forever 🏡 with Elizabeth in Rochester! Tap my toes for FOURTY NINE MORE PICTURES OF MY ADORABLE SELF"😆

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Foxglove Farm Maybelle Merriwether "I've found my forever 🏡 with Elizabeth in Rochester! Tap my toes for FOURTY NINE MORE PICTURES OF MY ADORABLE SELF"😆

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Foxglove Farm Maybelle Merriwether "I've found my forever 🏡 with Elizabeth in Rochester! Tap my toes for FOURTY NINE MORE PICTURES OF MY ADORABLE SELF"😆

$7,500.00

Cavachon Puppy Tricolor Girl Loaded with Personality | Comical | Social Butterfly | 16 - 18 Pounds

A total and complete character, maybe I'll Merriweather is overflowing with Cavachon character. She alternates between being a bit of a hoodlum and taking all of her brother's toys when he isn't looking and then snuggling angelically in your arms, trying to convince you that she never does anything at all wrong. 

Yep, as we all know, I love my Tricolors. My Hastings, of Instagram fame, is a perfect example. He makes us laugh every day and has brought more love and enjoyment into our lives than I dreamed possible after losing my beloved Agatha.

I admit I got a bit carried away sharing pictures of Maybelle. The light was absolutely perfect in my office last week, and the sun was shining in her beautiful little eyes. She was such a picture. 

Butter wouldn't have melted in her compliant little mouth. She was so good for me. Lounging on the little bench, which was too small for her little chubby bottom to fit comfortably on, she didn't mind perching up there and cutting her eyes at me comically. She was, no doubt, trying to mind-meld me into breaking out the liver treats. Smart, smart, smart, this little furry munchkin.

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