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This is Robby. He is about two years old, by the vet's estimation. Like Maya, he came from the Humane Society of Hobart. I just couldn't stand living in a house with no dog. Too quiet! Nobody underfoot, nobody needing attention (cats don't need much attention).
Robby is not the sharpest knife in the drawer, if you know what I mean, and he sheds more than any dog I ever saw, and he doesn't have any manners … but he has a sweet disposition, he's playful and I think he's teachable.
I am trying to get in gear to start posting again, but at the moment this dog has me worn out.
He looks like a little angel! … Don't let looks fool you.
2 comments:
I tell folks that my dogs have small brains because their hearts are so large. Robby looks like he's all legs and feet!
The dogs I've known tend to fall into two categories: bright but neurotic, like Maya, or dim but sweet, like Robby. I like both types.
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