But we didn't lock the gate (by accident; we're a little distracted at the moment). When we came home, he was in his pen, with the gate open. But his Kong was on our bed, and his Nylabone dinosaur, which he only gets as a special toy in his pen, was in the livingroom. He had obviously been all over, but destroyed nothing! I've always heard that 2 years was a big maturing stage for dogs, and I guess it was true here. We'll have to see how far we can push this...
Here's Mickey, the pup on the right, nursing at one day.
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And at one month, in the middle, in Pauline the breeder's arms, with his four siblings.
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