More Puppy Pics
Saturday afternoon, Mom, Scott, Jane, and myself pilgrimaged up to Judy’s house for a puppy fix. Nothing beats playing with puppies. Especially adorable puppies.
The puppies are six and a half weeks old. Another three weeks to go until Echo comes to live with us. Poor Tyge - he’s going to be a very busy guy. Being a big brother is going to be very hard work.
Echo and one of her brothers collapsed after a hectic round of zoom puppy.
“Red” snoozing on his moose.
The herd is trapped at the top of the stairs. They know how to go up but haven’t yet figured out down.
Mom and “The Potato”. The Potato is the biggest puppy of the litter. He’s huge - he’s twice the size of Echo. He’s a very handsome and mellow guy.
Scott with The Potato. Everyone loves The Potato.
Goofing around in the tunnel.
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Oh my gosh- that’s like furry Prozac! I wish I could go play with puppies anytime my mood crashed, that would be an awesome remedy.
Ilke has gone through two of those stuffed moose — we love them but Quincy keeps eating them. Five squeakers, a crinkly belly and a groaning gut? It’s plush dog heaven.
Tyge loves plush animals but ironically, they need to be small. You’d think a big guy like Tygey would demand big plush animals. But that’s not the case. Also, he’s not a squeaker guy. The critter needs to make a real live like animal sound - or say things like, “Who You Talkin’ To?” in a Tony Soprano like voice.