
Webster has discovered the official doggie couch and has claimed it as his. (Wait until his sister Jammie comes and he'll find out she laid claim to it first...)

Goofy dog...

Handsome dog...

Webster loves his new fox toy. The squeakers lasted 8 seconds and the good thing is there's no stuffing (as we concentrate on making sure the head is suitably crushed)...

The ears and feets seem to be growing exponentially with the dog ...

Great grey hunter...

The ears fly as the little animal's neck gets broken ... again.

It's not sufficiently dead yet...

Ah, success!

Nice lips...

Some boys are growing fast ... he's 31 lbs now - a little over twice the size he was when we brought him home.
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