Looks like Clan Borepatch is getting a new recruit.Bringing a puppy into the house reminds you of just how much a puppy metabolism can eat:
But it's your responsibility to train them properly. In as Intellectual a place as Camp Borepatch, that includes the classics, natch. Alas, poor Yorick:
#2 Son insists that Wolfgang is bigger than he was a week ago. #1 Son insists that if you watch him very closely, you can actually see him grow.
I eated him, Horatio.But it's all fun and games until someone's pond dies:
Wolfgang and I attend Hamlet.
O Puppy! my Puppy! your muddy soaking paws;But I have a buddy to "help" me spread mulch on the rose garden:
Tell your tale -- you battled long and vanquished with your jaws;
For you cascades and gentle streams had no fascination;
Building feats with water flowing just by gravitation;
Here Puppy! dear Puppy!
This hole beneath my feet;
It is some dream that now the yard,
Is sudden uncomplete.
And those pig's ears won't eat themselves. Fortunately, I have someone to help me out with them. Mmmmm, pig ear!
3 comments:
He's looking good! And you're right, puppies will eat you out of house, home and SHOES!!!
Congrats, sounds like he's a fine addition and he's thriving in a good home.
Over here, Jett just found that he likes shoes, and the house may never be the same.
My pup has recently decided that doormats are the way to go. Much better than shoes.
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