Thanksgiving was a lot of firsts for Murphy: first visit to SF, first visit to the Pacific Ocean, first time meeting uncles Patrick and Ken, and, of course, first Thanksgiving. Alas, being negligent puppy keepers, we failed to record these firsts on digital film. All in all, the day was a great time. Murphy ate as much puppy Iams as he could fit in his belly. We ate some awesome potatoes.
Here are some photos from Murphy's first 2.5 months. He'll be three months old December 9!
He started out pretty small:
He really likes chewing on his seal. And Jeff's dirty socks. Yuck.
He slept a lot.
He discovered grass ...
and leaves.
We took him to Tahoe where he romped through Sonoma Pines and the forest. He loves pine needles and pine cones.
He wasn't so sure about the lake.
It made him really cold and tired.
Figuring everything out made him so sleepy.
He also discovered he liked bikes.
He likes to ride along with us.
And he's pretty sure he can fix it better than Jeff.
He ate pretty good and really started to grow.
And then it snowed!
Note the snowball Jeff threw at him at the end. Poor puppy.
Murphy truly loved the snow. He ran and jumped and slid around until he was completely out of gas.
He's seems to be a happy little puppy. He loves people, he loves other dogs. He loves to chomp everything.
More later...
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