Monday, October 12, 2009
Rufus found a home and left us at exactly 6 months old. Here's to him living a long and healthy life.
When he left his National Service Dog vest barely fit around his neck and had long been too small to fit around his rapidly growing chest.
Maybe it's just me, but I like to collect all puppy teeth found, although what ends up happening to them is a mystery. I now have three molars and one canine tooth sitting in a pile on my desk that I forgot to provide for Rufus' new family. They'll more than likely end up in a small box to be found years later, bringing with them nostalgic memories of puppies gone by.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!