**pulls out a fresh tissue**
I wasn't going to blog, but I will anyway.
This sad arsed, piss poor excuse for a dog is Tyler. But he does have a pedigree longer than a really long thing, if that helps.
We adopted him in January after Nushie left us forever in December. Not a day goes by that I don't miss her horribly. But now we have the shortest big dog in the world, with an all consuming appetite for anything not nailed down (that is below knee level) and a green dragon to cuddle under his blankie with then it's time to go nigh nighs. Well it IS winter...
At least he's not a drug dog
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