he was trying to clean his belly but i kept tapping him so he would look up at me for pictures and the final face is "this is your last shot motherfucker"
I'm sitting here with my dog at 1 AM after picking him up an hour ago from the animal hospital, where he was for 12 hours. Him and my roommate's dog got into it and my dog got several puncture wounds on his left front leg. He's groggy from anesthesia and whimpering and whining a lot. I have to give him a dose of codeine at 2 AM so I figured I'd sit here with him and help him feel comfortable. He usually sleeps in his kennel downstairs but we made a bed for him in our room. Hard to see him like this. This is the third incident in a matter of weeks where they've gone after each other, seemingly out of nowhere and for no discernible reason. We've lived together for a month and a half and even before that we always brought him over for visits and they were always fine. Nothing beyond the normal rough housing, but then they'd just be laying next to each other minutes later. We're contemplating rehoming him because we just don't know what else to do at this point.
I’m starting to consider more, and more my next dog to be a poodle/goldendoodle. They’re so well mannered it seems, and don’t shed a lot?
Very Minimal/zero shedding so far which is great for me. He seems to have more energy than expected but hopefully that’s just excitement from new places and new smells. And he slept under our bed all night and didn’t wake us up until we got up in the morning to take him outside.
He does! I’d bought it a few years ago in IKEA when I first moved to LA and it was still in the house, and he found it and started dragging it around. It’s his now