By Popular Demand - More Goose!

It's quickly becoming the evening routine: Get home, dogs go outside, they come in, wrestle, eat, wrestle, drink, wrestle, eat some more, chase each other around, wrestle, and then Goose crashes hard. He has some sharp little daggers in his mouth. By the way, he's at 16.5 pounds as of yesterday.

Beloved Wife is back from Germany

That is all. . .

New Pictures of Goose

Father's Day 2011

Got up early . . .

Went to my Moms. . .

Trimmed trees. . .

Cleaned out her attic. . .

Cleaned out her gutters. . .

Moved three TVs, one the size and weight of a tank. . .

Strained my right arm. . .

Drove home to. . .

Find out both Cooper and Katie pooped in the house. . .

Delightful. . .

It's amazing how short memories can be. . . and how often words allegedly spoken in earnest are nothing more than mere words - their meaning forfeited for expediency. It seems to happen more than should be right. It disturbs me. I am . . . hurt

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Never underestimate the ability of someone to fail you when you need them. . .

I'm just saying. . .

This is Goose!!

ERROR ON MY PART!! This puppy is Goose, not Gus. I got my wires crossed.

We found out today that we are getting a pup from the Von Lindenhof Kennels S-Litter. His AKC name is Sebastian, but Camille is naming him Goose. Cute, strapping little fella, huh? We should be picking him up in a week from Saturday.