The Dogs

 I must confess, I am slightly obsessed with my dogs. Since I work 100% from home, they are with me all through the day, just the three of us. I'll admit, sometimes I get a bit annoyed with them. But the truth is, they keep me entertained throughout the monotony of the workday. They keep me hopping (literally), whether it's their sudden arousal at someone walking past our house, the ominous delivery men, or service people that ignite a barrage of barking and desperate pawing at my windows of my front room office; or the constant need to go outside just to sniff around; or their cute little positions they fall asleep in throughout the day. All in all, I feel very fortunate to be a fur-mom and watch my puppies so much! 


Theodore (Teddy) Bear: 


Teddy is our youngest, but we've had him since he was a puppy. He is 3 years old and full of life. Teddy is a mini Bernadoodle, weighing in at 55 lbs of pure fluff and love. He needs to lose a bit of weight, and we're working on that. In the meantime, he loves to sleep upside down, cuddled up when it's cool, or on the tile in my bathroom when it's hot out. Teddy is easy-going and just goes with the flow; he is not a fighter. He loves to play with Winston and is a gentle soul. 


Winston Churchill: 

Yes, that is his official name. Winston came to us as a rescue when he was almost 3 years old. He turns 4 very soon. Winston is a Cockapoo. He has little dog syndrome and thinks he is the boss. He's a very serious pup most of the time and is definitely the Alpha in the couple. He keeps Teddy in line and rules the house with his cute little nose. Winston loves to eat and tends to overdrink water, then spit it up, but it's gotten much better now that he doesn't feel like it's going away. Winston is a "close talker," he gets right in your face and will lick you to death if you allow him. He loves to snuggle and be petted.


Feel free to ask any questions about the boys!

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