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Jun 30 2008

Shepherd 2: Electric Boogaloo

Published by Dave


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Let's try this again, shall we? Shepherd 2.0 rides again... for the first time. This puppy has more of a brindle coloring than the original, which is lovely and fine by me.
If he had the little Bruce Willis tuft in the middle of his forehead, he'd be the spitting image of 1.0. My new wee boy! "I think I smell teat. Yes, that's definitely teat."
"You squeeze me any tighter and you'll have more than downy soft wisps of hair running down your arm." A caped crusader? What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Unfortunately, it killed 1.0 - so let's get right back in the saddle.
Shep's widdle eyes are just beginning to open (early January). "Are you looking at my kaak?" "Is this one of those 'tricks' my mother said the humans were going to teach me? Because I hate it."
Cricket looks like she's living the life. I wouldn't be surprised to see her being fed grapes. A still from the new "Teat Cream" magazine ads. Shep lies in wait for an unsuspecting teat.
"I can't really focus yet but trust me - I'm sorta watching you!" "This is wicked comfy, but all these feathers make me feel like Carol Channing." "Gee, I sure wish my sister Rhubarb was jumping on my back and annoying the heck out of me!"
"Aaah, there we go." Ruby and Shep huddle together in fear when they are shown a picture of Dave. "Enough with the leapfrog. Let's suck teat!"
"Whaddaya doin'?" "Hanging around". "Cool". Next week on Guinea Pig Gladiators... Here's the story... of a dog named Cricket...
"Ready? Stop Moving. OK. Everybody say... FLEAS!" When Shep and Ruby were shown a photo of their soon-to-be adopted parents, David and Janet, they immediately asked if they could be re-assigned. Or perhaps even sewn into a sack and thrown in the nearest river. "What the heck do you think you're looking at, punk? Don't make me get up!"
"Oh boy. You've gone and done it now. I got up." Shep grinned knowingly to himself, confident in his ability to soon crap in Gord's shoes. Shepherd sighed when he realized his days with the litter were coming to a close.
Rhuby's turn on the magic wish chair won her an extra 6 minutes on the teat that day. The lovely Rhubarb at 8.5 weeks - ready to come home! My first look at the litter today.
Rhuby says... "Get me outta here!" Perrywinkle has a blue eye. More nonsense.
I made a squeaky sound with my mouth and quickly got everyone's undivided attention. Shep saw me and knew immediately where his bread was buttered. Paige thinks I'll be a good puppy daddy.
Shep's blue sash made him a hit with gay pirates everywhere. Harrison's coy pose masked the deep pain he felt at letting me take Rhuby home. "As my Credit Card Gently Weeps."
Home at last. Sleepy peepies. "Thanks for the bed, Dave."
"Thanks for the kitchen, Dave." Kisses from the missus. "You wouldn't shoot a man with two puppies, would you?"
Someone's in the kitchen with David... "Wait for it. It moved. I swear." 3 hots and a cot.
I vaguely remember dreaming about Mogwais. "You're mine, Octopi!" "You keep licking his face, and I'll start looking for his car keys."
I've gotta stop leaving my wine kit on the kitchen floor.   
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Description: If you give a sweet tweet then by now you know that my puppy died on Monday. My breeder got in touch with me Wednesday night to tell me she had located a replacement in our area. After much discussion with the current owners over bloodline and history, I am happy to present - Shepherd 2.0.
Location: Portland, Ontario




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