The puppy

Yesterday evening I picked up the puppy. 

Louie took him out of the pen and let him run around for a while with his mom Lucy and he got acquainted with Butch.   Lucy had always kept Butch away from the pen, so this was their first meeting.

On the way home, the puppy sat on my lap and after a couple miles he moved on the seat, leaning against me and he didn’t puke.  Very good!

I had made up a little bed for him:

He just stayed there. 

As it was getting dark, I carried him outside.  He learned how to go in and out of the house and he followed Butch around: Continue reading “The puppy”