There is absolutely no other way to put it. This morning will stumbling over the strayed out shoes and tossed about socks I didn't know whether to laugh at or scold my little furry friend. He decided that his chew rope was not for him this morning, but my only semi-decent pair of dress shoes was. Here's this ball of energy trying to run with a women's size 9 (yah- I know big feet) shoe, but tough luck for the little fella he can't seem to run with a shoe that's almost as big as he is.(This is Rese when I first met him. He was so quiet and sweet, and wouldn't even take a treat from me.)
Every day when I come home and let the dogs out my friend is ready to go. He asks nothing more of me than to take him on a long, refreshing walk so he can exercise his small leg
s. Of course afterwards we have to go through the treat and scratch ritual. I love my little buddy. He loves me unconditionally. Even after I fuss at him sometimes for chewing up something or jumping around to close to the baby, he still comes up to me and noses his head right under my hand so I will pet him. How can I say no to that?!
s. Of course afterwards we have to go through the treat and scratch ritual. I love my little buddy. He loves me unconditionally. Even after I fuss at him sometimes for chewing up something or jumping around to close to the baby, he still comes up to me and noses his head right under my hand so I will pet him. How can I say no to that?! Rese now.
He is always ready to play and toss socks,
and he'll take a treat any day now.
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