We have a 'new' puppy. We actually inherited him from Mom and Dad, because his name was T.r.o.u.b.l.e. Now that he has moved in, his name is still T.r.o.u.b.l.e. He is going to puppy school, and WE are learning a lot.
Really, his name is Buddy (I'm the one that uses the 'T' word), and he and Bill are Big Buds.
He isn't happy with me . . .
I think he needs to put on his fur coat when it's cold outside.
Which he chases round and round.
He has a thing for yarn...
So I'm not happy with him.
I had to buy a puppy proof place to keep my knitting handy.
If he gets into that, you'll be the first to know, because there will be a bloggy give away at the WhistleStop Cafe.
Y'all stay tuned.