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| 15 weeks 26 lbs What? No one was sitting here. |
Another week of canine excitement. We had a few more great sessions in the park. Our frozen partridge has a broken neck and Clover is refusing to relinquish it after fetching. At this rate hunting will result in terribly maimed or half eaten birds. She's loving the game of "find it" at the baseball diamond where I hide Milkbones in the grass.
One such afternoon turned into a trip to the ER. I finished a training period and met the boys at the playground. William thrilled to see her (despite the several hundred warnings), rewarded an excitedly bouncing happy Clover with "I love you" followed by the famous upright hug. BANG - facial collision.
One such afternoon turned into a trip to the ER. I finished a training period and met the boys at the playground. William thrilled to see her (despite the several hundred warnings), rewarded an excitedly bouncing happy Clover with "I love you" followed by the famous upright hug. BANG - facial collision.
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| Sporting a finely sutured lip, and a difficult lesson learned |
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| She is still "some one's" pillow |
Quiet time on the chesterfield. Clover will always volunteer to be a snuggle buddy. It's rather difficult to feel lonely with a Velcro dog around. William's relationship has changed from jealously, to partner in care/crime...take your pick!
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| The afternoon nap |
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