Oh my goodness, we are enamoured with the puppies! As their time with us gets shorter and shorter, I get more and more worried about how we will all react with them leaving.
See what I mean?
Such cuteness. And goofiness. They are keeping us laughing too.
And they are getting into trouble. A suicidal chicken came over the fence for Honey to capture, and being a good mama, Honey shared with her pups. I came outside to find one of the pups, appropriately named Hunter by his new family, sitting on a dead hen with the proudest look on his face that any dog could ever have.
We quickly replaced dead chicks with squeaky ones.
Five are sold, and I am debating keeping the last little girl, the runt, a black pup.
There are inquiries for her, but I am not pushing any of them yet. We adore her. But I keep telling myself I'd be crazy to own FIVE DOGS.
Right?
Please stop me, I don't know if I can stop myself.......................
Help!!!
You should send that little black girl to live with me in Oklahoma! They are all so adorable.
Posted by: Francy | June 14, 2017 at 01:35 PM
Arent they, Francy!? I love them all so much.
Posted by: Karla Nathan | June 14, 2017 at 03:29 PM
You NEED that puppy!!!!!!!!
Posted by: Bobbi Mouzon | June 15, 2017 at 08:56 AM
I need to be strong....
Posted by: Karla Nathan | June 15, 2017 at 10:02 AM
They're so darling! I can see why you want to keep one - or ALL of them!
Posted by: Terri W. | June 15, 2017 at 08:56 PM
Id love to keep the whole pack!
Posted by: Karla Nathan | June 15, 2017 at 10:51 PM
I think (KNOW) that 5 dogs is EXACTLY the right amount! Evidence: William Wallace, the Great Dane. Ginger Rogers, the Boxer. Betsie, The Rottenwiler. Mickie and Joey, the Longhaired Miniature Dachschunds. And in those days, Gypsie, the Tabby Cat they loved.
Posted by: D | June 16, 2017 at 09:53 AM