I'm sort of thinking my hubby needed another hound dog like he needed a hole in his head.
Of course he knew that my heart would melt when I met this little thing. He's not stupid. He knew we would have to keep it in the house and house train it. He also knew that I don't like the mess, so I would clean up after her accidents. But this time around, if she makes a mess, ol' hubby is going to take some responsibility.
I have to chuckle at that...he said he would. But I haven't seen it happen quite yet.
Truthfully, when attended to properly, she does not have accidents except perhaps in the middle of the night.
Cute as all get out right? Morris can not say that he is impressed. This is the 4th hound dog pup he's had to help raise. He's actually being a good sport over the whole thing and doesn't mind taking a hike with Dixie.
He simply enjoys the fact that she has clumsy puppy legs and that he has the speed of a Jack Russell, he loves to run circles around her.
I can't take her for long walks yet as she is still too little.
The day is young, the sun is shining and it looks to be a good day for Morris and I to set off on an adventure.