Grace loves dogs. When we told her she was going to Aunt Lindsey's and Uncle Dave's and we would see Louie, she said "doggie". She has only seen Louie a few times, so I thought it was impressive for her to make the connection.
There are two houses on our block that she knows because of their dogs. One house is two doors down, where Grace hangs out on their porch, looks in their goldfish pond and annoys their dog. The other house also has a three year old named Angela, who loves to try and hold Grace's hand. I think Grace likes the dog better than the girl.
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