at the Dog Park: Control your dogs! Do not let them gang up on a less-than-20-pound tiny dog so that he practically climbs up onto Christopher’s shoulder after the two of us attempt to intercede on his behalf with your gigantor dogs.
We went to the other side of the dog park. All was well. We glared. (Seriously, these people were USELESS.)
Anyway, we finally signed Puck’s official papers this afternoon. He’s ours. As you can tell by the Professor H.P. Lovecraft Miskatonic University nametag he’s trying to shake off his head in photo one. (Long story, but Emma tried so hard, all her photos are blurry.)