I realized that there are not enough pictures of Kate on this blog.
Bad dog owner, bad!
By the way, the squeaky toy is not coming out of her butt; she is just lying next to it.
When I was free-lancing for the Journal and working out of my home, this is the toy that Kate would inevitably start playing with as soon as I picked up the phone and tried to do an interview.
Nothing says professionalism like "sqeeeeeek, squeek, sqeeeeeeeeek, squeek."
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