Your baby will always hold a special place in your heart....as you’re chasing Seven around the house making sure she SITS! Sit! SIT SEVEN, do you hear me? SIT!
:)
You both have every reason to be happy...she DOES look like a beautiful, oh, calm, sedate, la la la la la puppy.
*snicker*
(I’m jealous....I want a puppy again)
Celebrating Seven deserves a separate ‘doggie ping’ of its own, IMHO.
“No, No, NO! Seven, don’t chew on that!”
“No, Seven! Do not take aim at the snakes. Besides. They’re crackshots.”
:-)
Feh.
She learned to sit and down in five minutes.
She’s a pistol.
She’s 11 weeks old and already ‘guarding’ the yard and house with ‘ferocious’ puppy growls and barks.
The crazy thing is how much she acts like you-know-who.
The first time she went outside, she ran right up to the Dobe statue on Halla’s grave, jumped up and licked it on the nose.
I can wonder, can’t I?
:)