We get so much entertainment from this little brown dog. Tim reminds me that I didn't want to get him at first. Honestly, he seemed a little crazy to me at the time. I was right, he is crazy; but we love him to death. Super spoiled rotten little biscuit. Rupy biscuit, biscuit head, whisker biscuit.
Here's the "kids" playing in the yard with the flippy flopper (sort of a canvas frisbee). You can see that Misha thinks he is nuts, too!
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