Should have been called Zoom.
Much more affectionate and happy to oblige is Ike, the older of the two from a different litter.
He takes a few minutes before he slows down enough to notice that there are actually people in
the middle of the race track, but then he is pretty happy to come over for treats and hugs.
His name should have been Zip.
And so it begins........... again.......... and Castle is signing his Paw Print to a letter to the
Unfair Practices and Policies of Shiba Inu Ownership Canine President. He wants them gone.
Both of them. Forever. New homes... no show career this summer. No sharing of anything that is his, and everything is HIS. Uh, Uh. He intends to do them grievous harm given the chance.
After all, the sign on his crate does say, "NOT Lassie." Lol. His sister, Beckett, feels the same way.
Swayze, sweetie that he is, is busy training the little blond Bear that plucking German shepherd hair is not acceptable under any circumstance. And the theory is working to some extent. Now he is being kissed to death instead of plucked.
Walker, Deb's male shepherd, puts up with the kisses as part of his duty as the top dog. Both Swayze and Walker are intact males and yet they have such patience.
But RoZe thinks she has died and gone to Heaven. Another wonderful, animated chase toy!!!
Yes!! Thank you, thank you, thank you. "Run, Forest".
The cats are not quite sure how they feel about small, furry, pushy puppies being around them.
I think T-Bear and Murray have come to some agreement about how big a bubble surrounds Murray. "Oops, scurry from Murray!"