tails won! (heads or tails, part ii)

you had to know i’d do it…

…meet the newest member of the family, pooch numero ocho, D.J. –

only seven pounds and six weeks old, which as his THIRD owner that means he was weened WAY too young and will bond to me like i was his natural parent, which brings back calum memories (he was in the same boat when i got him). while i admit he bares an uncanny resemblance to the lucky dude (which is where “D.J.” comes from – “Dude Junior”) – so he’s in the same boat calum was when i got him, looks like lucky, and then whines loud and hard whenever i’m out of his site like copper did when she first moved in.

he’s like the whole crew rolled into one!

so, i guess enjoy him while he’s this small:

(i know my leg ain’t small but it’s not as big as his face makes it look)

’cause eventually this lil’ guy will probably top out around seventy pounds. nothing compared to harley at shane’s place, but still not small…

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  • Kathi Sep 8, 2010 @ 14:31

    Him’s a sweet little guy!