Gus

We moved the puppies out to the barn. This morning while my cowboy was saddling I visited with them. That Gus, who could resist that look?

“Mom, pick me, pick me. I want up.”

“But I’m Mom’s dog.”

“Get down!”

“Hey! Well, I’m just going to stay here and be good.”

“See, you guys it pays to be good.”
What! Is this what I think it is?
Guys! I found Mom’s hat. Na, na, na, na, na.
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8 responses to “Gus

  1. Love those pups. Your country is so pretty. I just loved the previous pictures. Thank you for sharing. We live the same life….but so different due to the different parts of the country. I sure enjoy learning about yours.~M~

  2. Great pups. 🙂 I was thinking the same. Hope it didn't pee to get back at you for moving them to the barn. ;)Hope you all have a great weekend!

  3. Haha Nicole I was thinking the same thing!Its sure gonna be hard to pick just one of those pups, you may end up with both.

  4. They are just wonderful! I wouldn't get a thing done all day , just sit a play with them!

  5. I sure hope that one is just sitting on your hat because it really looks like he's peeing… LOL

  6. They are so stinkin' precious!! They sure do love you!!

  7. Gus is a keeper. I think you're right, he chose you.

  8. Oh they are so adorable. You got to keep taking pics as they grow!~ Ames

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