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Sam & Pip (hm0809-01-011)
We adopted Sam and Pip in early July, about a month after we lost 13 year old Frodo to cancer. I took this photo in September to make a get well card for my wife who was in the hospital at the time. She ended up spending most of the month of September there with 3 surgeries. It's been a long haul but she's slowly recovering at home now. Which explains why I've been away from Flickr for so long.
At the time this photo was taken, Sam (on the left) was almost 8 months and Pip, almost 5 months old. Sam is a Schnoodle (Schnauzer/Poodle mix), Pip is a Shih-Poo (Shih-Tzu/Poode mix). All 3 of our pups have the same father but 3 different mothers.
Sam is my designated camping/canoeing dog. He really enjoys taking long walks with me, is quiet, laid-back, loyal.
Pip is a lot more energetic and very mischievious. When we went to pick up Rosie in October, Pip ran off and disappeared into an 80 acre cornfield. I spent 6 long, agonizing days searching for him, very afraid that we'd lost him for good. I did manage to find him at the end of the 6th day though. Cold, hungry, a bit lighter but none the worse for wear. It was a great relief to find him and bring him home.
Sam & Pip (hm0809-01-011)
We adopted Sam and Pip in early July, about a month after we lost 13 year old Frodo to cancer. I took this photo in September to make a get well card for my wife who was in the hospital at the time. She ended up spending most of the month of September there with 3 surgeries. It's been a long haul but she's slowly recovering at home now. Which explains why I've been away from Flickr for so long.
At the time this photo was taken, Sam (on the left) was almost 8 months and Pip, almost 5 months old. Sam is a Schnoodle (Schnauzer/Poodle mix), Pip is a Shih-Poo (Shih-Tzu/Poode mix). All 3 of our pups have the same father but 3 different mothers.
Sam is my designated camping/canoeing dog. He really enjoys taking long walks with me, is quiet, laid-back, loyal.
Pip is a lot more energetic and very mischievious. When we went to pick up Rosie in October, Pip ran off and disappeared into an 80 acre cornfield. I spent 6 long, agonizing days searching for him, very afraid that we'd lost him for good. I did manage to find him at the end of the 6th day though. Cold, hungry, a bit lighter but none the worse for wear. It was a great relief to find him and bring him home.