Crockett is almost 5 months old and the last time I took him to the vet he was 13 pounds. He's lost most of his sharp little puppy teeth and he's mostly housebroken. He goes this week to have his "man-surgery" or should I say "un-man surgery"? Frankly I'm glad. He hasn't displayed any man-like behaviors yet, but I'm not waiting around for him to start!
Sleeping like a Corgi.
Out in the backyard near our pink shed that the previous renters left. I'd like to have it torn down, but there's no telling what kind of critters live under there, and they might want to take up residence in our home if we destroy theirs!
Wrestling with Roxy. They do this ALL MORNING LONG. And when we eat. And when we try to watch tv.
More wrestling.
Sweet happy psycho-man. Those little teeth are sharp and painful!
On July 3rd we had a fajita party with our friends Doug and Katie and I made Crockett wear this jersey-thing. He hated it and acted very depressed until I took it off.
Taking a much-needed nap with Erik after a hard day studying the law for finals.
Stay tuned for pictures of California coming soon! (Not really soon, though!)
2 comments:
i hear ya on those puppy teeth! Fritz's are sooo sharp! im scared he's going to be playing one time and take a chunk out of my arm haha
Actually Crockett did bite Erik's ear and it bled alot.
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