Saturday 28 February 2009

Come Out Come Out Where ever you Are


I called the breeder, we will be coming at 4:30 tomorrow in theory. In reality who knows what time we will make it - there are complications.


One of these sweet looking dogs is Mully, the dog who will be pulling ous down the street. She doesn't know that this is the last night at her house. I feel a little guilty, but we will shower her with lots of attention.


Watch out Mully (who ever you are) here we come. Last night with no hair. It's been a long time since we had a puppy.

Thursday 26 February 2009

Beware Temptation






Our hearts are still breaking.

We don't want a big dog.

We don't want anymore dog hair.

We don't want a puppy in winter.

We have thought this out. We are all mature. So we are getting a big hairy golden in winter





Puppy breath is a dangerous thing.








Old Friends


"Can you imagine us
Years from today,
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange
To be seventy.
Old friends"



He was the puppy from hell full of energy. I never thought he would get old. I thought he would live forever.




The house is clean, we can stay out as long as we want, and without you, we have nowhere important to go. We miss you so much.



In our eyes you were the most beautiful dog in the world.