One would think they would like to get that walking thing down before they started horsing around. Or maybe even grow some teeth.
But before anyone could develop balance, an uncontrollable nap took control and the games were over.
One would think they would like to get that walking thing down before they started horsing around. Or maybe even grow some teeth.
But before anyone could develop balance, an uncontrollable nap took control and the games were over.
The doctor is pretty sure he'll live. Skid is not so sure but a couple of new toys would go a long way.
Oh, and maybe a cookie after each treatment.
in either pen.
Lad and Drift kept everything under control.
And when some desperate mother's broke out to try and return to their babies at the barn, Laddie gently but firmly put them back.
We put some cozy straw in the lean-to of the barn and it seemed to take the edge off the loss for the lambs as they started to play in it.
But the best balm seemed to be food. You can't keep crying if your mouth is full.
All the other pups were still oblivious to her whereabouts. I wondered about that. How did he know where she was? I had a hunch so I picked him up and saw this
Sorry, Megan, it looks like your days of hiding from the pups are over!
They often sit and watch us while we work dogs. I always get the feeling they are judging us. Perhaps we are doing this training thing all wrong and the cats know it.
After being gone for a while, Ghost has returned to take responsibility for his family, but true to his name, I still can't get a good picture of him.
I guess that's all she's going to let you see.