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A Year Old

Today our Sheltie pups turn one year old. Beau, our sable here, is very sweet if still a bit timid around strange-to-him things and loud noises. He's the best with other people, and is getting friendly with our neighbors. He does not like thunderstorms at all and is the loudest one as far as barking goes.

Shadow, our tri-color, has bonded so closely to me he's basically my bodyguard now. Although smaller than his brother he is the dominant of the pair, quite fierce and fearless. He loves to run and has endless energy, but he's also sneaky and very observant. Shelties are not known for being quiet, but Shadow is almost silent 99% of the time. He still doesn't like strangers, but he's gradually learning not to be aggressive with them.

The boys love to play Frisbee in our big back yard, go for walks, play ball and blanket monster (I use a blanket to cover my hands and arms when we play to protect myself from bites and scratches, which has now evolved into a game of its own) and otherwise just hang out with us. In return they give us great joy every day. Happy Birthday, my beautiful boys.

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Maria Zannini said…
Handsome boys! I still have a soft spot for Shadow.
May 31, 2022 at 12:05 PM
nightsmusic said…
Beautiful boys! They bring such joy.
May 31, 2022 at 12:50 PM
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