Well, our little English Creme hot dog turns out to be quite a shredder.  It doesn’t matter whether its a credit card receipt, an empty toilet paper roll, a newspaper, a computer power cord or my slippers.  If he can get his teeth on it he will chew or shred it.

This fall, when Jake, Brody and I were able to take walks, I talked to them as we walked.  Jake(r) was the baker and Brody was a toady.  I guess you could say I liked to make rhymes while we ambled along.

Brody was a toad because he hopped along yanking the leash.  He couldn’t stay on the sidewalk or walk in a straight line, hence the nickname.  This spring he’ll need a new nickname once he becomes a good walker.