Two years ago, this guy
came to live with us (yes, he grew into those ears). He was only supposed to be a 45lb wiggle butt. Today he weighs in at closer to 80lbs. Still a wiggle butt, only he is not so little.
As a little guy, he loved to snuggle on the couch with me. Until he would stretch out, kicking me off the couch. Yes, I would cover him with a blanket.
Again, snuggles on the couch. This time with his rope. It is hard to remember that his head was ever this small.
He still feels really bad for the unfortunate incident involving his stick impaling Scout. Even more, he misses the pillow she had to wear around her neck. It was perfect for napping in the car.
His sense of terrier ownership is still strong. "All your things r be mine," remains his motto.
Stick wrestling and mulching continues to be his favorite pastime.
Hunting mice with his sister is a great way to spend a morning, afternoon or evening. Hours and hours of entertainment.
He loves to laugh at his own jokes.
And give Scout kisses. Scout loves to bite his face in return.
At the end of the day, he likes to retire to "his"chair. The rotation in "his" chair each night looks something like this:
The last two years have certainly been an adventure with Fletcher. He is continuing to grow into a great dog and I look forward to many more years and adventures with him.
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