OK, I am obviously a glutton for punishment. This was not premeditated, it just happened,
We have added a new puppy, again...............
Neither of us could say no, he was just too cute, a kiss on the chin loaded with puppy breath and I folded like an origami crane.
So this one's a brindle and white french bulldog, and we have named him Oliver. No papers and I don't care because I have no interest in breeding dogs, and I have never wanted a show dog. This is just to be a family member that I can pick up, unlike his big sister Piper.
The cats have finally, 6 days later, decided its safe to be in the same room. He is a handfull at 9 weeks old, but I figure I have one more puppy rearing left in me.
So this is Oliver, or Ollie for short.
Edited by Skywatcher, 16 May 2019 - 09:56 PM.