These neighbors were the Actual Owners of our dog Moses, who we lost a couple of months ago to old age. I'd wondered if they would get a new dog but thought they might not ... they didn't spend that much time with Moses -- but we loved him to pieces!
I dashed out after our party guests left and went to the fence. I scanned the yard twice but didn't see anything. I clicked my tongue and called, "Here, puppy puppy! Here, puppy puppy!" And look who came running:
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(In case you missed it upon first glance, YES THAT IS A CENTIMETER OF PINK TONGUE STICKING OUT OF HER MOUTH. Look again; it's too cute to miss.)
Of course I opened the gate and let her right in to our yard ... I had a momentary thought of, "What if it's their houseguest's dog and not really theirs?" I quickly disregarded that thought. Who cares? She's already partly mine.
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Her mouth is full of puppy teeth, and she's not shy about using them. She can already retrieve a stick and a ball, and she was gentle with the boys. I'm smitten.
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She loves to chase and be chased. Here she is in Fake Resting Stance, ready to dash away when I get about two feet from her:
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Later in the day, after I'd returned her to "her" yard, her owner came over to officially introduce us. Maisy is about 10 weeks old and is a chocolate lab mix. Mixed with WHAT, they're not sure. But she's a precious little thing. I asked if I could buy a leash to take her walking with me on the weekends, and he said, "Sure! She'd love it." So, I'm putting "leash" on the Wal-Mart list.
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Can you smell the puppy breath from there?
3 comments:
Oh, I love puppy breath. This puppy is so sweet. It makes me want another one.....but I dont need one. LOL
My husband hates dogs, so I have to settle for the neighbors' dogs! I can't wait to watch Maisy grow up.
Too cute!! LOVE puppy breath! The sweetest!
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