Puppies Can Take Cat Naps Too
Hercules is a puppy. He can go from 100% energy, flying around the yard one moment and 100% passed out in the next. From Hero to Zero in 2 seconds flat.
Hercules is a puppy. He can go from 100% energy, flying around the yard one moment and 100% passed out in the next. From Hero to Zero in 2 seconds flat.
Hercules examined a Japanese beetle closely before deciding to taste it and realize that he doesn't like the flavor. They're also not very durable playthings.
I though Hank was sleeping when I left my laptop on the bed. He decided it's his pillow. The only way I'm going to get it back is if he gets a good belly rub.
Franzi and Montgomery hunting together in a ground squirrel burrow. Franzi digs and flushes them from one end and Montgomery waits to grab them at the other.
We got new cushions for the chaise lounges. Now, Her Most Serene Royal Chocolate Highness, Franzi the Sun Queen, is holding court on her new throne.
Monkey was burrowed so far into the blankets that, had it not been for being short one dachshund at breakfast, he might have kept on dozing right up until noon
It didn't take Hercules long to become a master manipulator. For being barely four months old, he sure has that "I'm just a poor sad puppy" down pretty well.
Note to self: whenever you leave a bag of rawhide chewies on the counter, be prepared for Franzi to use her Choxie Jedi powers to attempt to get them.
Hercules looks absolutely regal after tearing apart a perfectly made bed. Oh well. At least he got his dirty paws on my husband's side of the bed and not mine.
Few things get Hank's undivided attention like the sound of a cheese package opening.