![]() It didn’t take long for me to figure out that he was unprepared for sharing the spotlight with an adorable puppy. I greeted him with an enthusiastic high pitch bark, and Lemmy…hid behind Dad…then peed on me! You see, Lemmy was 5 years old, the only dog and first Granddog, and shall we say accustomed to being the darling of the family. ![]() ![]() I dreamed of this moment! But as with all things, the reality was a bit different than I anticipated. I can still vividly remember my excitement when I left the whelping box, and started on that long car ride home to meet my new big brother. Yesterday, March 27th, marked the four year anniversary of me coming to live with Mom, Dad and Lemmy.
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