Last year Frank's grandmother added to the family hoodie collection for Halloween. Here Frank models it for a second year. Please note, so as not to think Frank is neglected because he doesn't have a new costume, that he is currently enjoying a new pumpkin squeaker....
Oh dear. Someone does not look pleased to have his hood on.....
OOO. A Pumpkin. Delicious....A little history:
Two years ago, on this very date, LM(Frank's Dad) and I set out from our overpriced sublet in Harlem which we shared with several mice and one skinny Italian bike racer, on an adventure to Mashpee, MA. The reason? To meet a small black pug puppy with a scratch on his eye. Now, it is true that Frank is our first dog, but that does not mean that I was unaware of what to avoid in a breeder. Let's just say there were several alarm bells going off when we walked into this particular house. Unfortunately, when a small limping pug with one bulging white eye and severe dandruff shot out of a kennel in the garage, there was no way that he was going back into that cage. Supporting this woman in anyway was a mistake, but so was leaving Frank behind, so, we paid half price and headed on our way. I know that supporting an irresponsible breeder is inexcusable, but, well, leaving him was not an option, and we contacted the AKC, and I no longer see her name on their referral lists, so... after substantial contributions to 6 veterinary clinics from New York through Colorado to our new home in the Pacific Northwest, we now have a one-eyed, cataract free, non-limping, almost always dandruff free, charming, smorting pug. Definitely the best treat ever!
Pictures are coming soon of Frank's earliest days, but in the meantime here he is on our second anniversary!
