Safe in his Crate

Mickey is crate trained. Sometimes it takes a Kong lace with cocaine (i.e. Rollover) to get him in there, but he goes in and he no longer cries about it. There was a time when we couldn't get him out of his crate. Sigh... those were the days...

Duck Hunting

Mickey is fascinated and mostly scared of the ducks at this point. Never mind the fact that most of those ducks are probably bigger than he is but still... he's a DOG for heaven's sake! And a terrier to boot- isn't he supposed to want to grab ducks & shake them until their heads fall off or something? Anything? To add insult to injury, it looks like his tail is broken.

Mickey's First Bath

Right after Mickey's first bath. This was not a fun time for little Mickey. He didn't jump out, but as I recall he kind of danced around on his nails the whole time...

Our Carpet Would Never Be the Same Again

Here is our little Mickey on the first day as part of The Best Fan-Damly Ever! Omg, how cute is he? On the way home he threw up something like 4 times. Less cute. But look at his little itty bitty floppy ears and his funny wunny widdle nose (insert more ridiculous baby jubba-wubba talk here)!


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