Chubby, Part One
At last, a new foster dog!
Meet Chubby, who's not.
He's eight months old and so sweet. In fact, he's a whole lineful of 'o's of sweet*, like this:
Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sweet.
A little shy now about going through doorways to strange places, and totally exhausted from his trip. I can't truly assess his personality until he starts to wake up a little more, but I think he's going to be a great puppy.
He's part chocolate Lab--which explains the yellow eyes and the reddish nose--and part Golden Retriever.
Until recently he was also part Tick, but most of them have either been yanked off or poisoned by Frontline Plus. Last night I dreamed about ticks who could fly and were immune to rubbing alcohol.
More later. I was away for the weekend and therefore am behind in writing The Reawakened.
*depending on your monitor's resolution. Results may vary.
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