My human said she got to watch Dancing With the Stars Last night.
I didn't see her out here, but Boeris is practicing his poses and getting ready to rhumba!
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Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Third Wheel
Dolly and Boeris were hanging out together over the weekend.
Maybe they were thinking of picnics. After all our weather was beautiful on Sunday.
Somebody was lurking around.
Boeris was lost in how wonderfully soft Dolly's fur is.
Somebody was lurking around.
Then Somebody tried to make a move.
Boeris did not appreciate it.
Osmo better appreciate that Boeris is very good natured.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
When He Wakes Up
Boeris might be sweet when he's asleep, but then he wakes up.
Who is he looking for?
It might be Sallie.
Nope. He's looking for...
Bud.
Poor basking Bud isn't quite so happy to have Boeris's attention.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Love is in the Air
No wait. That's hormones
and Marley's special cologne.
We really don't think he should apply any more.
His face and the back of his front legs are both blistered and raw.
The things we do for love.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Medium Boys and Big Boys
Of all the eleven kids born in March, only three were boys. They've been weaned, and now they are with the two big boys.
Lily's twins, Red and Rover are getting to be very big. Rover is quiet and shy. He sidesteps when the human tries to pet him.
Red is the one that has a bit of an issue. We all thought he had gotten past this, but now he was stuck again. It's a good thing he has a big mouth and can holler at the human.
Mason is Pam's baby. He's such a sweet kid. He likes the human to scratch his head between those horns. He likes to hang out with Marley.
The human hopes she can find forever homes for them. Here they come. Medium boys in front and big boys in back.
Jack is the one that gets to be with most of us. He has given us a lot of polled kids this year. Obviously, the human wishes Red had gotten that gene from his dad.
Jack acts very much like a kid himself. He always tries to push his head in the food pitcher, spilling it. He also likes to help the human shovel snow in the winter. She says he's not much help.
Doesn't Marley look sweet? Just like little boys sleeping, big boys are sweet when they're asleep.
When he's awake, Marley is a giant goofball.
"Help, there's a fence stuck in my eye." He reminds us all of his dad, Goliath. The human even calls him that half the time.
I must say the big boys are already starting to get stinky to try to impress us. We're not impressed, but they are busy getting all gussied up with, shall we say hair gel and cologne. Goliath was the king of stink.
We hope Marley doesn't take after his dad this way. Are your boys getting stinky, yet?
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