Marlowe, a refreshing variation on the jumble of Marleys that I have run across lately, is eleven weeks old. He has all the usual parts a puppy has, including snorgly nose, pettable ears, and a ridiculously adorable puppybelly. In short, he must be stopped, before he brings the city to a standstill.
Hey, don’t look at me. I don’t stop ’em, I encourage them.
How adorable!! I hope you see Marley again so we can see more pictures. And a shout out to Marley’s guardian for making sure he gets his shots and stays off the ground. Way too much parvo in the Bay Area and it can stay in the ground for years.
Wow, really? I didn’t realize that.