Life on a family farm
in the wilds of
Upstate New York
It was going to be you or me, Marianne. (Although, I'm kinda glad it was you cause I don't even have a dog house to sleep in once Terry got wind of his arrival.)The pup is a real cutie!
Oh those floppy ears! I wouldn't have been able to resist them either.
You might as well resign yourself to doing 95% of the work.
Oh my! That is a puddle of trouble to plague your "Golden Years" if I ever saw one. So much better that you have done this as I am too slow and feeble minded to have a dog smarter than I've ever hoped to be...
Joated, this puppy can talk with his eyes...right off the pages of Facebook. lol. He is a nice little guy and I hope i can do him justice. You could always stop and visit him. Denny, I couldn't. I did try. But I couldn't pass him by. For one thing my family and friends wouldn't let me. You should see the texts I got once I share a picture of him. lolJan, oh, yes, of course. That is always the way. Lol, but I will make them babysit in the kitchen now and then so I can grab a few minutes in my sitting chair. I cannot in my deepest mind fathom what camp is going to be like next week with a new puppy and a JRT who has never been camping and never seen big water. Am I crazy or what?Wil, Smart indeed. I hope I learned enough from my first one, Mike, to do it right, right out of the box, so to speak. You do not ever get to make mistakes with Border Collies and I made about a million with MIke. And this guys is a little landshark. Such a biter! We'll see I guess. The other three collies were sure worth it, and I have been missing them a lot lately after losing dear Daisy.
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