Well, our little English Creme hot dog turns out to be quite a shredder. It doesn’t matter whether its a credit card receipt, an empty toilet paper roll, a newspaper, a computer power cord or my slippers. If he can get his teeth on it he will chew or shred it.
This fall, when Jake, Brody and I were able to take walks, I talked to them as we walked. Jake(r) was the baker and Brody was a toady. I guess you could say I liked to make rhymes while we ambled along.
Brody was a toad because he hopped along yanking the leash. He couldn’t stay on the sidewalk or walk in a straight line, hence the nickname. This spring he’ll need a new nickname once he becomes a good walker.