Post by SilentEyedStorm on May 1, 2015 15:48:01 GMT -5
This is Mulligan, aka Mully. Yes, he's a "do-over". My parents had a West Highland Terrier named Casper, who passed away in 2006. Much to my Dad's dismay, Mom wanted another because she loves the breed and the company of a dog. But now, it seems, I've taken over his care. Though I don't much mind. He's a pretty good guy: loves short trips in the car, on long road trips he goes into a hibernation phase, he's a cuddler and does an excellent job keeping the kitchen floors free of crumbs, but he barks at every danged thing that resembles an animal that crosses the TV screen. Isn't he cute?
All we have to believe with is our senses, the tools we use to perceive the world: our sight, our touch, our memory. If they lie to us, then nothing can be trusted. And even if we do not believe, then still we cannot travel in any other way than the road our senses show us; and we must walk that road to the end.
Post by itrainmonkeys on Jan 4, 2017 1:10:57 GMT -5
Just picked up this little guy. My sister and I got him for my parents who wanted a new, "stay small" puppy. He's a peekapoo (pekingese + poodle) and he's like a teddy bear + ewok. A solid Christmas gift for them.