Saguaro spent a couple of days being a very grumpy old man about the introduction of a new puppy into our family. He’s adjusting, though, and they now play a very cute game of puppy keep-away:
Thought Snax
Food for thought . . . in small tasty bites.
Thought Snax 
Ah, but the puppy wins in the end!
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I think Saguaro let her win. We older siblings are indulgent that way!
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Shots fired. Shots fired.
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Unfortunately I have too much to do this week (teaching and all) to drive out to Colorado to watch them in person…
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Jenny, the only thing that would make me happier than the puppy would be hanging with you and the puppy! And I think you owe me some puppy pix, too! How’s Gabby?
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As a dog-parent, I’m a miserable failure at picture taking (which of course makes it obnoxious of me to hassle you for same). But yes, the fantasy drive to Colorado involves a traveling companion of a 20-month old black lab, on the small side for a lab, but nonetheless stocky with a broad muzzle, ready to run with Holly until they curl up for a nap. Oh, better warn Holly–Gabby likes to chew on ears.
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