Meet the newest member of our family... Barkley. He just turned 4 months old and is just a big, lovable furball. His dad was a Husky, and his mom was a Heeler/Collie. He is so goofy-looking that he is cute.
He makes us laugh, and sometimes? He makes us yell! I am sure that he is beginning to think his name is "No, Barkley, NO!" He likes to chew... on EVERYTHING! So far we have lost shoes, hats, gloves, toys, and computer parts. We are trying to keep him supplied with lots of hard bones to keep him busy.
Right now my biggest concern with Barkley is his bladder. It seems to be about the size of a dime, and he must drink a couple of gallons of water a day. I am seriously considering a revolving door in the house, as he seems to want to go back outside before the door has even swung shut. So what will this be like in the motorhome?? I have NO idea. Hopefully his bladder will start catching up with the rest of his growth.
He is a really sweet puppy who loves to curl up with us and just be loved. He has fun wrestling and romping with Rascal. He plays hard, and he crashes hard. He is also scared to death of Molson, our fat orange tabby cat. I am not sure what started the terrorizing... but all Molson has to do is walk into the room and he has Barkley quaking in his paws. I have seen Barkley go from a deep sleep on the floor, to being on my lap shivering... with just a jingle of Molson's collar!
Hopefully they will become friends in the future... as soon as Molson knows that he has put Barkley in his place.
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