My Apologies to William Shakespeare!
All the world's a stage and all the puppies merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances.
And one dog in his time plays many parts.
First, comes the puppy, mewling and puking in his mother's arms.
|The latest puppies at 2 almost 3 weeks|
Then comes the whining school puppy, with leash in paw and shining morning face creeping like snail unwillingly to obedience school.
|Lola and Daisy|
Then comes the soldier dog full of strange barks and bearded like the pard
|Champ or Lola??|
Next, comes the lover
|Dasiy and Moses|
The sixth age shifts...
Last scene of all, that ends this strange and eventful history is second puppishness and mere oblivion
sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
We are in week number 2 and some puppies have opened their eyes and some are even trying to walk!
Thanks for Reading and contact me at Mercerbk@aol.com if you are interested in the last litter of Daisy and Moses!