Puppies are spell binding.
An acquaintance brought an 8-week old pair of terriers to the park. They were never still for more than a moment. Their hearts’ beat so fast, they were in perpetual motion. It wasn’t easy to achieve clarity and focus on their eyes.
If I were going to name these pups: the one with tan ears would get Ginger, black ears would get Licorice. Right after I made this shot, Licorice started chewing on the shoelaces on the oxford pictured in the bottom right corner. Ginger disappeared into someone’s armpit. Everyone wanted action with these perky fops.
Dog story always are winners next to cats, Thks