Meet the doofy puppy

Since Duncan is now an official part of our family, I thought I'd give him a proper introduction. He's a goofball, but he is fun, so I'm glad to have him in our fur-ever family. First off, he is a Weem- R-Wamer, which is a special breed of dog that finds stuff. What does he find? Ways to be annoying and a suck-up, I'm sure. Harrr rooooo. Actually, I think he's supposed to find birds or something, but he's also supposed to bring them back to the owner which, as any self-respecting Husky knows, is just plain foolish. He's very different looking from a Husky, as you can see, with those long floppy ears, that big schnoz, and that short, completely unfluffy fur.


(for some reason Mom is just ecstatic over his lack of fluffiness... something about it being SO much easier to give him a bath. DUH, woman! What purpose do you think my water- resistant, moisture- repelling fluffiness is for other than making it so miserable to bathe me in the hopes you will STOP DOING IT! sigh...)


He also has this funny little nub of a tail, not at all like my magnificent plume. He likes to hit me with his butt and stick that little nub in my face, so I usually just poing over him to avoid it. And even though he looks the same size as me, he's about 20 lbs heavier (he's dense, and in more than one way... harr harr rooooo) so he tries to push me around. But, I got the moves, and I got the speed, and no nubby-butt puppy is gonna bully me around! Seriously though, we play very nice with each other (it makes the humans happy) and he's alright for a puppy. Can't blame him for not being as intelligent, cunning, quick and agile as I am. He's not a Husky, afterall.