Sam & Luke (12 weeks) taking a break
Sam and Luke are in constant play. Play, play, play. Except when they’ve worn each other out.
I sent this text to the spouse earlier to describe the past 2 hours or so: tug. tug tug tug. TUG! tug. tuggggg. tug tug tuggggg. tuuuuug. tugtugtugtugtugtugtug. grrrrrrrrrrrrr tug rawwr tugggggg rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr grrrrrrrr tug
This is not an exaggeration. This is what they do all the time and for hours. See the next few snaps of them in full rawwrrrr. It’s impressive.
Luke got his second set of shots on Friday, so this means he’s now able to be out and about. I am taking full advantage of this new development. I’ve had him with me anytime I take Sam somewhere, and I don’t have to carry him now, which is a big bonus!
So far, Luke is great on his leash and so fun because people go crazy for him. No photos of this because I’ve got two pups on leash (each kind of doing his own thing…) and I can’t get the spousal unit to go for walks. That’s a separate issue. Basically, I don’t have enough hands. It’s hard enough to get pictures of a puppy, much less a puppy on a leash in full engagement with his older brother—usually tangled and wrestling, each with the other.
So much changes in a week: This week, Luke can climb into the car all by himself, which he does with gusto. Such a confident little guy! He’s also decided that he doesn’t need to ride up front with Mom anymore. Now he rides in the back with his big brother. Like a big dog.
Since it’s taken me a while to get my act together on posting pictures, I have several themes to post. Tonight’s post is Theme #1: Luke at 12 weeks