King Fergus: The Reveal

HAR HAR HAR! HAR HAR HAR! Ehhhh… HAR HAR HAR!

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I’d like to thank all the contestants that played our game yesterday and tried to guess the breed of the newborn mystery pup. Thanks also for the well wishes everyone. It’s been close to three years since I had a full compliment of hoople heads for those bleary, early morning walks. For me…time flies. It seems like only yesterday that Macy and Mort headed out with me in the morn. But shoot… Macey’s been gone for three or four years now…? Four or five? Mort’s been gone for …three years? I dunno - the years just seem to bleed into each other these days.

I love the li’l Niglet, I know I’ll love Fergus, but lord, I still miss my old team. We’ll all be re-united soon enough I suppose. But I wander and blather, gathering wool when I should be bragging about my latest fiendish deception! 

That’s right! I mislead you all! HAR HAR HAR! I love the pics because there is NO indication of scale! The pup might be a Rottie, Shepherd, or other big bruiser breed from the pics I provided! I fooled you all!!!

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Here is a pic of the parents.

Mom up front, Pop behind.

The parents are both wonderful but foolish dawgs. The father especially suffers from entertaining mental disorders.

I think he may be an illegal beaner…

When he was born Fergus would have fit nicely into a tea cup. Two weeks later he and his sister doubled in weight, and he’s about the size of a Guinea pig now. I’m hoping he looks like a baby Doberman but expect he’ll look like a common Heinz 57 mutt the way all my dawgs have in the past. 

I just can’t believe I’ll have a team again! God, and life - are generous! I’ve never had an ankle biter before. 

Have a good Monday you guys - and thanks for dropping in.

Filthie