Hope has left the building....
|Hope and her new Mom. April 21, 2013|
I confess. I am a sap. I was very weepy when it was time to let her go. I really was pretty choked up. She spent a good portion (ten-plus episodes worth of THE WEST WING) on my lap, while I held bones, Kongs and rope toys for her to chew on as she recovered from her spay and a mild infection.
She wanted to play with Uncle Artie so much. I confess I would let them play a bit, just to get her yah-yahs out. The nice thing about these pups is when they crashed, they CRASHED!!!
|"Please play with me, Uncle Blooby!"|
They were messy beyond belief and major chewers. To be fair, I think all puppies are. Elke was pretty awful as I recall. Hope was a huge barker and screamer! They let you know, in no uncertain terms, loudly, vociferously when they were hungry in the morning and evening. That's a noise that could wake the dead.
Their personalities were different.
|Dozer, April 16, 2013|
Dozer was a pretty tentative guy almost shy, yet he loved to wrestle with Artie! Those two would go at it non-stop. Hope was more adventurous, more vocal, and if the wrestling really started in earnest, she duck in between your legs.
|Dozer and a friend's daughter, Bronwyn....|
They both were very people oriented (which is wonderful) and love to smell, smell, smell and put anything and EVERYTHING into their mouths. They were seriously into rough-housing with each other and Uncle Artie. Chasing things...not so much. They'll have to learn to play fetch, and they can.