So he's technically not MY dog.... he's my husband's dog. But he's one of those "macho" guys who doesn't do any sort of social networking unless it's at a class for work or some-such. And since I've been working with this boy...I'm claiming him as my own.
Because every K9 needs to know how to ride around in a wheelbarrow. Way to go! haha
Please note the giant rock at his feet. My stepkids turned this K9 hopeful into a rock hound. Unfortunately, he likes dirty rocks, not drug rocks. Here's to hoping he learns to find drug rocks and not yard rocks. >.<