BRUIN

From baby to grownup. Bruin is a big dog now. After writing about him yesterday I just thought it would be fun to put a couple photo's on again.
I was with him a lot when he was a puppy and and youngster. He always remembers me and loves me so. But he is so big and exuberant that he makes me nervous when I first go to my sons as he is so so excited he overwhelms me as he is so large. He probably out weighs me by sixty pounds.He does not love everyone so I am happy to be one of his chosen ones, actually I am Gramma that is what he knows me by. I will be spending time with him when I go to my sons while he is recuperating from his knee replacement surgery. Bru loves to have me brush him and he always needs it as he has a lot of furry hair. It is quite hard though for him stand still for a brushing as he wants to put his arms and legs around me and kiss me....can you imagine with those jowls? Anyhow I have always had a soft spot for this doggy, don't ask me why but I am thinking it's because that when he was a baby he just liked me so much. When I first met him he just followed me everywhere. Mike had brought him here the first time I saw him. He was so excited when I got up in the morning, that was when he was a tiny fur ball. Mike said to me with a sad face, I think he likes you better than me Momma. Well I do not know about better but he did want to be with me every minute and he still adores me. So I guess we have certainly bonded.

I will tell you this little tale. When they were here and Bruin was the size he is in the first photo, Mike, Tyson, hubby and myself wanted to go out and have burgers and beers. Well someone needed to stay with the puppy as we could not leave him. Well I said I would as I knew Bru and I would have a great time playing.
Well I put him outdoors in the back yard and went to join him. I was sitting on the deck reading as it was a nice late fall day. Bru wandered down the deck steps falling on his nose and went into the garden space. Well I was not concerned as everything had been picked and there was nothing but weeds and clover in the beds. It was very quiet for a long time and I was wondering what the little guy was doing. So I walked over to garden area and there he was trying to get something off his nose. He was in the weeds in the raised bed. I walked over and saw it was a scab off a pile of cat crap. OMG that is the nastiest smelling stuff on the planet. So I grabbed him up trying to keep his head away from my clothing and brought him in the house and hung him over the deep laundry sink. He was squirming and trying to kiss me, good grief! I was gagging and trying to hold him over the sink. I grabbed a fist full of paper towels wet them and started to clean his face and chest and nose, he had cat poop everywhere. I felt I did the best I could as it was out of his hair and off his nose. So I let him down and of course he wanted to go back out to the garden for some more of good stuff....not! I kept him in but every time he got close to me that nasty smell just oozed off of him, so I really did not care to play with him. He would not leave me alone and I felt bad as he wanted to play. So I leaned down to pet him and rub his tummy and he jumped up and nailed me right on the mouth with a juicy big kiss. His breath was so foul I about threw up! At that point the men walked through the door and Mike scooped his little puppy to give him some loving and then he hollers Good God what in the hell have you been into? Poor Bru had nobody to play with the rest of the day. Every time he came near once of us we would bolt.
Now when we get together we always talk about Bru and his cat patty breath.

Well much to do off for groceries and banking so I need to get myself around. 
Bye.