They're eight weeks old and absolutely adorable. Mom is a "red dog" according to the vet who was taking care of her and the dad appears to be a husky/shepherd mix. They're very sweet and started out pretty shy, but they're getting bolder every day. {When we first got home they promptly ran under the car and refused to come out. Eventually, we made it inside thanks to some well-timed assistance (Thanks Kim).}
They are settling in nicely and picking up house training quickly, something for which I am extremely grateful. Don't get me wrong, there are still occasional accidents, but they are few and far between. Nothing like the three rolls of paper towels a day I was going through with the last crew. They're even learning to walk on the leash, although that's been pretty comic, since they're in that stage of puppydom where EVERYTHING is a big and scary monster.
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They're soooooooooo cute!!!
Hahaha!!! Some times that stage of puppydom doesn't stop at an early age. Max is currently freaked out by Mark's glasses
My last three decided, all of a sudden, the a clay statue of a horse in my room was the devil incarnate and became so upset I had to banish it to my brother's closet.
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