I would call him Linus!
Then again, I’m willing to swing both ways. I wouldn’t kick a beautiful woman out of my (and Woo’s) bed either. Maybe what I’m actually looking for is a stunning broad named Patty.
ZOMG! Teh cute!
I went to visit Tess’ pups yesterday. They are now 18 days old, eyes are open … and so are their lungs!
Oh hai. Plz to love me foreverz.
Each one is more heartbreakingly adorable than the last. While Linus remains my favourite, his brothers and sisters , each and every one of them, are giving him a serious run for his money.
I’m dreaming of living wif you, Food Lady …
Kill me. Just kill me now.
Doesn’t anyone have somewhere wonderfully affordable for me to live, without a tight-assed strata council to get all up in my bizness, so I can have a puppy of my own? I would move for a puppy. I really would.
“Uncle” Dutch (available for adoption through TDBCR) has been a wonderful babysitter to the peanuts. He is utterly fascinated with them, and visits them often.
I can visit puppiez now plz?
Mama dog Tess isn’t too happy about Dutch’s interest in the pups, but she is a generally polite lady so she lets him have a peek now and then.
These pups are going to be excellent prospects for working and sport homes. They will be high drive, intelligent dogs with so much potential you won’t know where to begin! If you are looking for a new sport dog to start from the ground up, don’t forget to keep checking our website for more information about when we will start accepting applications.
But you can’t have Linus! He’s mine!
*runs sobbing from blogspot*