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Profile Pic- Yellow Lab Puppy by TinyVeronica88

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Just thought I should post my profile pic as a standing picture. I know it doesn't really go with my other work. But I like it. So there :P
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Cariwebo Featured By Owner Dec 21, 2013
What a cutie!  :)
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TinyVeronica88 Featured By Owner Dec 21, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I know, right?!
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Kdollgirl777 Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2013
Such a darling little pup! :heart:
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