Flash Chronicles

My husband has been helping with his training...

Lounging by the pool...

FLASH BACK!

The home Flash went to had a small breed older dog whose willingness to accept a cute new puppy was in question. I told the family to bring him back if the older dog didn't adjust right away.

They were very sad to bring him back. I must admit, though, that we were very happy to see him.

It was so cute to watch him greet Tasha. They kissed like humans would. Okay, like French humans, but hey, they're dogs. They don't have much by way of lip acreage. It was very sweet.

Flash gets along well with the other two dogs we have in the house. Even this one:



Please call if you're interested in buying this little guy (who's asleep on my lap right now). Our number is 574.277.7718 or you can e-mail me at robin@robingrantham.com.

The price is $400.

Best,

Robin

Dress-up!

Flash, supporting the local high school.

Supporting? I'm trying out for the football team!

Put me in, Coach!

No, really -- put me in!

Snuggle nap...

Flash

Dear Lady who gives us food...

"It was Flash who stole the mutant carrot out of your garden! Actually, I have no idea where it came from. I'm only seven weeks old -- I haven't even explored the whole yard yet." -- Love, Bruce


"Don't listen to him, Lady WGUF. I'm innocent! Innocent, I tell ya!"

Dear Lady ~ The pink blog background has to go. -- Love, Flash and Bruce

Don't get us wrong; we love girls, too.

Especially girls who give belly scratches. ~~ Flash

Pile of puppies -- "Flash" in the front (red collar)

Flash and Bruce rumble in the rocks

"Flash" (red collar) asleep on Higby (sold)

"No, I couldn't be any cuter, but thanks for asking..."

Male ~ "Flash"