Our friends Jill and Paul got a new puppy on Thursday evening, so Saturday afternoon we took our monster of a dog to go meet him.
His name is Jaeger, and before you assume that it is after a particular alcoholic drink (which is what we automatically thought), Jill told us that it is actually German for "hunter". Now, whether or not that is true, or if I even remembered what she said correctly, I have no idea (I really should go Google it)
Little Jaeger (yes, he really is this small right now)
Do you see the look on Roxie's face? Any idea what might happen next?
Poor Jaeger got pounced on...
See Jill, I can pick up my dog too!
Roxie thought she had the camouflage thing down well with the fence...
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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