This is normally what he looks like..
But right now he has a really bad haircut..
I am still so in love with him.. But really, to be very honest, he's not the brightest crayon in the box.
For starters, it hasn't occurred to him that he's a 60 lb goldendoodle. He thinks he's an 8 lb rat dog.
And when we go to the park or something he just does whatever the other dogs do.
So if there are good dogs there, he's good, but if there are poorly behaved pitbulls who don't listen to their owners, he just does what they do.
I'm finally cat free. So even though I don't have a doggie door, now that the weather's nice I can leave the back door open and don't have to crate the dogs because Tallulah's
The rat dogs picked up on the door being open immediately, especially Dodger, because he's way too smart for his own good.
But Rowlf just sat by the back door looking at me:
Can I go out?? Huh?? Huh??
I literally had to drag his 60 lb ass out.. and then I didn't see him for an hour.
He was sitting outside by the backdoor:
Can I come in now, Mom?? Can I?? Can I??