
I’m 10 weeks old and full of trouble. Mom calls me a baby land shark because I love to bite and I especially love to hang off of her housecoat. I’ve mastered most of the 15 tricks I need for my Novice Trick title. I am great in a kennel at night and in the car but I have no patience or tolerance for being in an x-pen or crate during the day. I can scream so loud that Mom is sure that the neighbours must think we are engaged in dog torture/sacrifices. Other than that, I am the greatest little boy ever, even if I do say so myself ![]()








