The wolf puppies are very big now.
Which makes for a very big pack.
It’s rather confusing.
Wolves everywhere you look.
And all of them are always on the run.
They are impossible to keep track of.
And still very cute.
Though starting to get a bit scary.
But still puppies.
Big playful puppies.
Fast playful puppies.
They are very curious.
And sneaky.
Everybody gets along.
For about a second.
Then they are chasing each other.
Then they get put in their place.
I would not want to be a wolf puppy.
Even when they are really cute.
They still get snarled at.
And bitten.
And dragged by their scruff.
Even the hugs don’t seem very friendly.
Those puppies are a lot of trouble though.
They are always in the way.
I’m running out of things to say about puppies.
Matt thinks that’s because I have too many pictures of puppies.
But there are so many puppies.
So of course there are lots of pictures.
This one sentence per picture rule is silly anyway.
I don’t know what you are expecting to hear.
Puppies are cute.
Becca is cuter.
But still not faster.
This is just too many puppies.
So many puppies.
Funny funny puppies.
Smiling puppies.
