Here is 12 week old Yogi in his new and improved (downsized) potty plateau:
Here is a poorly framed photo of our canine land shark yesterday morning, with Toby- he's all teeth! That's hubby still in PJs making the bed! That rug collects dog fur and is back to dark blue today. I think everyone should have a dark rug so they know when it's time to vacuum!
More jaws, this time last night, when Toby initiated play. If you look closely you can see a little of Yogi's treat spot on his tongue:
Toby succeeded in tiring the little one out! Good Toby! The PVC pipe in the background is protecting our sockets and electrical wires from puppy teeth!
He doesn't yet have the concept down for retrieving balls. They are fun to chase, but bringing back? No thanks!
And finally, Yogi has a girlfriend, an older woman by a few months, named Gabby who lives with Sally's Mom. Gabby sent Yogi a couple of puppy nylabone teething bones with instructions to chew those, not his Mom or Dad's arms or hands. Yogi took to the chew pictured below like doggie crack! He's in heaven, loves his Gabby girl and loves his Aunt Sally's Mom for thinking of him. He even loves his Mom for opening the package today- he was in her arms as she went to the mailbox and knew it was addressed to him!