Poor puppy
Who is this poor little puppy, coughing away, having to battle pneumonia at 3.5 months of age?
That would be me.
Mother bellows out to her assistant dog trainer (Father), military style “You! Sit there! Take treats! Give one, only ONE treat per dog, per recall. Call their name only once.
*groan* Mother signed up for some e-course online yesterday. That means more training every day! YAY! More training! More treats! I’m so loving the course already! It’s.
Teehee! What fun! Mother just told me about Romeo’s blog! Now it’s MINE! I’m going to post up many pretty pictures of me! Look at the pretty flower Mother put o.
“You’re the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold, You’re daddy’s little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are, You’re mommy’s brig.
Who is this poor little puppy, coughing away, having to battle pneumonia at 3.5 months of age?
That would be me.
No woofs to Poor puppy
No woofing yet.