On Saturday I picked up Edith.
She took to Horace immediately.
It’s a nice week for pottytraining.
There’s chickens in them thar hills.
There is a lot of this happening:
So I’m up a couple of times a night again, but it’s not too bad. We’re having fewer accidents than the first time, because I’m a slightly more seasoned at dog training now. And now my wee pack is complete.
I am DYING at that second photo. I cannot handle the cuteness!
Those two are ridiculous! So much cuteness!
Hovy: We’ll have you by to see her soon!
AW shmoopie. Two dogs! You brave woman.
This is good goodness.
The snuggling! The frolicking! The double-the-pleasure-double-the-fun-ness of it all!
Dogs need other dogs, it’s a hard-wired, genetic-social fact; my dog became instantly better-behaved when I got her a dog of her own (and did a lot of the training for me, too).
Also, assholes need cavaliers. It’s been definitively established. Especially because of
kavəˈli(ə)r/ , adjective: showing a lack of proper concern; offhand. Synonyms: offhand, indifferent, casual, dismissive, insouciant, unconcerned.
INSOUCIANT SPANIELS.
(Another one for the Ever-Expanding Great Potential Band Name Archives, henceforward to be known as the EEGPBNA.)
AAAAHHHHHHHH!!! PUPPY ENVY!!!!!!
Aw you got her for Horace so he’ll stop torturing the cats and chickens