Too restless for a nap, Sprocket poses beautifully for me . . . Their vet had sent along anti-anxiety pills (I assume for the dogs, not for the foster moms), because they seemed "a bit anxious". After four or six years in kennels, then another seven days in a kennel, I'd be pretty "anxious", too! Which is why I let them run in the yard as much as they wanted . . . getting their ya-ya's out. Is that a flea?! That better not be a flea in there! So, you ready to get into some more mischief???

CARL LIKES EAR SKRITCHES HERE