The real reason we keep Pippin on a leash during walks is because, if the wind catches his ears the right way, he’d take off flying like a kite. I’ve measured it, and the “wingspan” of his ears is almost his full body length.

Finnegan loves going to our local park more than anything in the world. We take him there so often that he actually knows the way there when we’re out on a walk. He likes to think of himself as a park ranger and wilderness survivalist but…I just don’t see it personally.

The scary robot vacuum returns! What will the new puppy Pippin make of the mechanical menace?