Jackson is growing like a weed, barely fitting into his crate now. (I might as well put it in storage; he rarely uses it anymore.) For a size comparison, I've tried to get Brian to pose holding Jackson as he did below when we chose our pup eight weeks ago today, but he won't (I think he's afraid of sharp puppy teeth!).
Jackson has no shortage of toys to play with and chew on, but of course people - especially squealing boys - are MUCH more fun! Alas, after the boy goes to bed, one must settle for what one has.
When he is especially alert, Jackson gives a TWO-eared salute!
I learned today that Puddleduck Eva, my sweet Valentine's dam, has died. She was nearly 15 and doing quite well until the end, so was obviously blessed with good genes - and wonderful care by Lois and Brook at Stonehaven Farm. For Lois' touching tribute, go here.
That's it for now at . . .