Gunther

On January 25^th 2013 the cutest, miniest, gran-daddiest Yorkshire Terrier was born in Northern California. His name is Gunther Brittle and I am his Mama. Chris & I love everything about him…his morning kisses as he climbs his stairs next to our bed, his fluffy teddy bear face, the way he hangs his head out the window like a big dog (attached to a leash of course after his sky diving attempt in Tahoe!), how welcoming he is to even the biggest new dog…the list is long with this chap.

Every morning after his Papa’s training drop-off I take him to our local doggy park where a lovely group of women congregate at the same time every morning in a circle with their doggy children. There’s lots of sniffing, territory marking, kiss giving, tails wagging all over the place while my morning friends drink their morning cuppa. It’s a laugh sharing pics, telling stories & giving advice while our pooches speak their own language in their wee bitty pack. It’s such a fun way to socialize for both of us and have a nice start to each day. *Feeling Thankful*