We just got a six week old Springer.
It screams like the baby in "Eraserhead" at night.
It chews and bites everything.
The whole world is its toilet.
It is, on the other hand, the cutest thing on Earth. Because, otherwise, it wouldn't have lasted 12 hours.
Look- it's trying to think!
I hear ya!
It's like looking into an obnoxious little mirror, isn't it?
Is it's name Jerry? So you can shout out for Jerry Springer when calling it!?
The silence is deafening!
That's how they get ya....
Every.
Damn.
Time.
Quick, play dead.
I can't remember if I've posted these links before but wth.
Jet's autobiography:
https://bellbirdbracken.wordpress.com/2015/12/17/andsoitgoes/
Educating Ricco, a dog surrendered into my care. (There is a photo of the baby Ricco in Jet's story, above)
https://bellbirdbracken.wordpress.com/2016/01/26/educating-a-foster-dog/
Quick, play dead.
They make those eyes that pull at your heartstrings.
Yúlallo nárë nauva coivaina, cálë lómillo tuiuva.
http://ow.ly/buqc302drQZ
...right before they chew on your hand. Again.
Look- it's trying to think!
True.
Yúlallo nárë nauva coivaina, cálë lómillo tuiuva.
http://ow.ly/buqc302drQZ
That is pretty well done!
Look- it's trying to think!