At the risk of having everyone in the great St. John's area suffer hearing damage from Colette's high pitched girlie squeals, I present to you to the latest pictures of the puppies. Also, my friend Seamus might want to get some insulin just in case a diabetic coma is imminent.
To my knowledge, the puppies are between four and five weeks old now. So we have serious cuteness happening.
Apparently they're becoming difficult to photography because they're becoming very "squirmy". We've also received the list of supplies we should buy from the breeder. It includes, as best I can figures, about $100 worth of combs and brushes. Which is a bit much, I should think.
Less than two months until we get the dog. Thank god...Cathy is driving me slowly mad. I'm starting to hear "Doggie!" in my sleep.