Puppy breath, again.
Three more puppies have arrived. These are little guys, only five weeks old. They are all black. The biggest one is the bully of the bunch. Then, the one with the white tip on its tail, four white paws, and a white chest, is the shy one. She didn't want to come out of the crate when Pam first brought them in. The smallest one, a cute little boy who is much smaller than the other two, is probably my favorite. He's a little sweetheart. But, I can't fall in love with a puppy yet. It's not time for me to have a dog. My time is coming, though.
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