*pushes everyone out of the line to make way for you*
Splitting logs or splitting you?
Oakley was our weekend warrior again. I walked him for three and a half hours on Saturday while Pokémon Going and then brought all the pups to the park after.
26th. Bruce is the 14th.
Hank’s first birthday was last week. There’s been lots of treats and park time (followed by crashing out on the couch)
Red boy. He’s my spicy, bitey boy.
The faces of boys who want Dad to take them out in -21°F weather.
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This
They’ve been less and less territorial. My body is stil the DMZ.
I’ll place an order then!
And the belly. 🙈
I’m here for the idiocracy
I don’t see my house on the list…
They had fun on the farm, I promise - (don’t mind the look of terror in Hank’s eyes).
He looks vicious but he usually just needs a treat, scritches, and a nap.
My pups rarely cuddle unless it’s well into bed time. Otherwise they are always nipping each other.
There’s 7 inches of snow on the ground. Soup day with the pups.
Morning cuddles with this goober are always welcome.
That was a grind.
The bestest boy
Need more quarters.
3.5 months later and he’s around 60 lbs. I know because he likes stepping on my neck at the worst possible times.
It’s so nice when I’m able to get him to nap with me. But now the gremlin awakens.
He doesn’t like the weeklong visitor taking up all my cuddle time.
Daddy’s boy.
Eepy baby
