There’s a new kid on the block.
Not sure if it is a male or female or what it is.
Daddy thinks it’s a beaver. Grandma thinks it’s a groundhog.
No matter what it is, it is not getting close to Mark’s Den! Or my name’s not Chooey!
My best bud, Frankie, has lost his Human to a female. She will not let Frankie move in with his human.
Frankie is now taking applications for a new Human. In exchange for a good home, love, petting, grooming, food and water, Frankie offers slobbers, love, loyalty, companionship and protection.
Private message my Daddy, Mark, for more information.
#ThrowBackThursday photo is of Chooey the day I adopted him:
The snow may be piling high in the Colorado Rockies this third Saturday in April, in the Cornfield it is all sunshine and temperature readings in the 70s.
Chooey is taking advantage of all the sun and cloudless sky to bask in the yard outside of Mark’s Den.
And how is the weather in your nook of the world?
Sending out best wishes to my best little buddy, Chooey, on #NationalPuppyDay!
Chooey was nine weeks old when I adopted him and is now nine months old.
Chooey may have been born in the Desert, but he loves the snow. With a crack in the door, as I took pictures, Chooey bolted out to play.
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