My Foster Sister, Briska

YES, I'm a foster brother AGAIN!  Can you believe it???  My mama and papa have been bringing home puppies from the Animal Welfare Society a lot lately.  The shelter has been transferring lots of them from the South, where they don't have a very good chance of getting uh-dop-ted into a new home.  I can't remember if I told you already but the puppies have to be c-war-un-teened for 5-7 days before they can be available for uh-dop-shun.  So, Briska came to visit on Sunday.

She's kinda cute, huh?  My papa says she is only 13 or 14 weeks old so she will probably grow up to be as big as me or maybe bigger.

She was very interested in my mama's pic-chur taking box.

I had a little talk with her about letting my mama take her pic-chur.  I told her it was a good idea to make mama "work" to get a good one, so she should play hard to get.  Something like this...

You can take my pic-chur but I won't look at you

or this...

Playing "possum" works, too

Briska is a good listener and a fast learner!

What's that over there?

Ha, you'll have to try again.

This is my good side

We had a good walk together this morning.  It's probably the first time I ever went for a walk with one of my foster siblings.  She walks nicely on a leash, considering she is just a baby.

Then we played outside.  It wasn't like when Penny was here; Briska and I kind of played together, separately.  Does that make sense?

See?  She ran around and I ran around but we didn't spend a lot of time running around with each other.  It was still fun and we both got tired.

My papa says she will be going up for uh-dop-shun on Thursday. I will miss her but I bet there's another puppy or two waiting to come to Maine and visit with me.

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT