His name... is Winston.
Of course, Murphy doesn't give up his friendship without a fight, and initially tried to attack and kill Winston. I restrained him, suffered some fairly significant scratches on my stomach, but before long, they were doing this.
Pretty much ignoring each other, really.... since, well, that's how Murph rolls. He's an old man compared to the new young pup.
We went on a walk....
And even a little run!
If you look closely you'll notice that none of Winston's feet are touching the ground!
They even started walking closer together!
And I continued to take pictures....
When we finally got back to the house, there was a third dog to add to the mix. Dillon quickly jumped into the mix to create this debacle.
And all of the daddies held up their little ones for a father/son photo shoot.
I may or may not be guilty of having said "treat" in order to get the dogs to look at the camera. Too bad Winston doesn't know the treat word yet....
At the end of the day, I think it's safe to say that Winston was Murphy's new best friend (sorry, Sydney). They're about the same size, and even though Winston is still a puppy, he was remarkably calm and didn't do anything to make Murphy mad. But I also think it's safe to say that Murphy would most prefer to keep his friends at a distance.... like in the photo below.
1 comments:
Wow, I somehow missed this post! Great pics! Winston misses Murph, too. Can't wait for the next play date!
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