Our little fellow is growing into a young man, a year old today. When not seeking out mud holes or skanky puddles to immerse himself in, he's continually attempting a new land speed record, one of my nicknames for him is 'Boomer', the speed at which he passes me. Another nickname's 'Bastard' for the afore mentioned mud holes, and his ability to position his post swim shakes perfectly to transfer the maximum amount of water/mud on to me. He's shaping up to be a great hound though, friendly and loving, loads of personality, quite the memory for mischief and a boundless love of everything, and anybody, needs to work on his listening at times...a lot of times. Still, he's a good boy really, a very good boy. Happy birthday Geoff.
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