Here I am at 4 weeks old. Strange looking, huh? My first mother named me E.T.
11 weeks old. Getting pretty cute, if I don’t say so myself!
Dad thought maybe I could be a model. Hmm.
13 weeks old. I kinda like the beach, but pooping after eating sand is no laughing matter, I tell you. Youch!
This was during my naive period, before I realized that I could just climb through the gate.
Too much Kennel 1. Woaf, my head!
I know… handsome.
This was the beginning of my humping period.
16 weeks old. I love to nibble on a leaf.
4 months old. It was a photo session with my mom and dad.
4 1/2 months old. Dad said “Down” and then snapped this with his phone.
With so much drama in the NYC, it’s kinda hard being Flea the D.O.G.
4 3/4 months old. Chasing my friend Alfie. Well, he does have the ball!
All grown up at 13 months, posing for Dad.
Sometimes Mom and Dad drop me in the bath. Frickydoodles! I hate it. But it feels so good when it’s done!