I love puppies.
I don't love puppy teeth.
Those suckers hurt!
The extreme cuteness makes up for it.
As does snoring.
Sunday was beautiful, so we spent a lot of time on the patio. His entire little head turns pink when he runs around a lot. I hope he doesn't sunburn in the future.
Roland wore a shirt I found in the dollar bins at Target. I think he looks like a lifeguard.
The turkeys came to visit.
Ayla looked beleagured, having to deal with the new little holy terror. Luckily she gets a steak (toy) to use as a pillow.
Gretel mused upon the meaning of life.
|Psst... its 42.|
Roland snuggled with his favorite person.
And he showed off his polka-dotty mouth and toes.
There was more napping inside too.
I guess we'll keep him.