“I think I want it.”
“Gimme it.”
“Come on! Give it here.”
“What the – hey, give it to me!”
“Almost .. got it …”
“Hey … Where’d it go? Does Piper have it?”
Oh Piper’s got it. But she’s not happy about it.
**Stuff On My Dogs Interlude**
Tweed is not amused, either.
No Woos were involved in the making of this interlude.
Actually, Woo was having a playdate with Lars at Cookie Uncle’s house. Except he wasn’t playing with Lars, he was playing with Dusty. Lars doesn’t “play.” But Dusty, Dusty plays! And plays, and plays and plays some more.
Dusty is my current foster puppy. I got him out of a shelter in Idaho and with the help of several people, transported him to me. My Briggs was from Idaho; more than a decade ago I was blessed with the greatest dog in the world who hailed from Coeur D’Alene, so in his honour, I rescued another dog from the same state.
He is one damn cute puppy.
He looks like a miniature German Shepherd, but he is actually an Aussie with some big ole ears. They add to his already considerable charm.
He is completely irresistible! But Woo would disagree. At first, he was overjoyed to find a playmate that wanted to wrestle, loudly and often. And then he realized that Dusty never stops … poor Woo will hide under the bed to escape The Dust (whole different category of dust under the bed) and Dusty crawls under there after him, drags him out, and continues the game. Woo is plum exhausted by the end of the day!
The never ending game of wrestle.
Dusty is now available for adoption and can be viewed on our website. You know you want him!! He is such a sweet sweet puppy.
Piper doesn’t care if Dusty is here or not, as long as he doesn’t touch her toys.
And Tweed? Well.
“What?”
“What?”
“What?”
:-)
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