Well, first things first: Dad takes us up to the kennels (ugh), and then we go through hours of refurbishing (and there ain't even a show), and then he spends all this time gushing over all the other Newfies.
Hello, Andrew and I are right here in front of you, dude!!!!!
Then he expects me to eat my dinner -- furrgettit about it, I'm in protest mode (but Andrew never passes up a meal, or two).
But the good news is that the pups, at 6 days, are all healthy and big, about twice as big as just a couple of days ago. Momma Roxy is being very loving and patient with them, and it's still incredible that they will go from this size to a hundred pounds or more within the next year.
Whomever gets them will be lucky and happy --- neither of which state I can say I currently find myself in.
Satchie.
3 comments:
Oh Satch,
Don't you feel way better after a good refurbishing! I pretend not to like it, but when its all over I feel great.
Those puppies are sooo cute! I know mom would love a brother for me. I'm still not convinced.
Giz
Poor Satchel --
Are you going to get another brother?
JB
These kind of post are always inspiring and I prefer to read quality content so I'm happy to find many good point here in the post. Writing is simply great! Thank you for the post.
Post a Comment