Here is a pic of my Champion Scottie and me. Yes I know, the sport coat dates it to the 1970s and make me look like I sell used cars, in 1930s comedy movies. I also used carts for shaving in the 70s. I loved my Scotties, with or without a championship title. These days my Wife is disabled so can't let a dog out when she's alone, so it's now decade of the cat.
Zorro is an animal shelter dog we got three weeks ago today. He's a real cuddly dog and mostly quiet and sweet. Until you meet someone else or another dog whilst taking a walk. Growling, barking, pulling and even lashing out at them. So we're going to see a specialist to teach us how to deal with it and show him how to behave better. But he's sooo sweet and funny at home! Looking for his ball under the couch (was lying like that for about five minutes) Looking for his food between crumpled newspaper pages (slows down gobbling up his meal)
My English Bulldog, Berkeley (aka The Great Pumpkin), on Halloween. He is awesome with my daughter, and loves laying next to her. She apparently loves him. As she is now obsessed with dogs, as witnessed by the stuffed animals in the corner. He is 60 lbs of thinks-he's-a-lapdog with me, though. He's a rescue. And a keeper.
Well my Boy Boris as been home for two weeks now he's one fiesty little chap he's a rare liver colour Bedlington Terrier, I bred him using my own stud Dog my Boy Oscar here they are a few days back having a little blowout it's become very enjoyable watching these two everyday having their daily ritual scrap, he's very sharp and extremely intelligent although only 9 weeks old he's 80% toilet trained.
