Joey
15 August 2006
He’s a doofus. Born just over a year ago, Joey was the timid one of the litter. When my uncle John would let them outside, all of the 11 puppies would excitedly push, shove and dash throught the door. All except Joey: he who would timorously follow and then reluctantly stand on the doorstep, waiting for some sort of sign that would convince him that it’s still safe for him to go play outside. He’s over that phase now and rushes to the door as soon as he hears the leash rattle - though he still has no idea how to take a walk, the dog’s constantly pulling (it’s a choker with spikes on the inside and he still pulls on it crazy). He growls and barks furiously at bikes, love dried lamb, hats and remote controls and for some reason he was somewhat scared of my camera.