We're babysitting for a puppy. His name is Dale. He's our two-legged brother's friend's dog. He is a six-month old chocolate lab. He's cute and sort of fun . . . and sort of annoying. Mom says we used to be crazy like him when we were puppies. We're not sure we believe that.
Remy hasn't been as welcoming as he should be, Mom says. (He bites his ears.) Ippuni has also forgotten his manners with Dale. I am the only one watching my poodle manners, of course. Wouldn't you have guessed that?