This is my puppy.
This is not my puppy.
This is my friends puppy Digby and he comes to visit us everyday while she is at work.
Theoretically this is to help my friend out by keeping the pup here while he is still too young to be in a crate all day. Once he is bigger he will no longer spend his days with us.
(Digby’s mom is a Saint Bernard and his Dad is a Great Dane/Doberman. At 10 weeks and 22 pounds bigger is the operative word here!)
Theoretically that’s the plan.
But really… 
Really, we love him.
And we have no intention of letting this arrangement end!
Behind the Willows 
I am happy to co-care/be owned by Digby aka Dig aka Dig-it, with you. 🙂 And as I force people at work to look at pictures of him and listen to stories about him, I wonder if it would be so wrong to keep him in the kennel under my desk? He just eats, sleeps, chews, and grows, really.
Then, I get the picture of him with Clara and with Jane and I remember why this arrangement was so wonderful for everyone, especially me or I couldn’t have got him in the first place.
But I’m pretty sure that if I took a survey of my co-workers, he would be overwhelmingly considered a therapy puppy necessary for the mental health and well being of the staff. That would get him allowed in the medical center…right?
No, I’m sorry you can’t have him there. He needs to stay here, and visit at least once on the weekends! 🙂
He is just gorgeous. Wow look at those enormous paws! And those lovely soft eyes. Beautiful.
That is one cute puppy.
OMG, the size of his paws! Lethal weapons!
Too bad Jessie P likes him too. Lol. He is pretty cute. And looks so snugly.
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