What happened to that sweet little puppy we brought home a few weeks ago? We were so worried big old Max would hurt her ... little did we know she's a rocket, made of rubber and springs and things that wiggle and chew ... packed full of puppy energy and Joie de Vie. I'm thinking there's a touch of Jack Russell mixed in with the Rottweiler ...
But Max can't help but smile at her, even though she tugs on his tail and nips at his belly and legs. I'm amazed at his gentleness and sense of humor about it all. She's still a sweet puppy, after all, under the layers of Wild Child ...
