Wylie Arnta Coyote

Grrrrrrr

Wuff (aka Wylie)

I think they are sleeping off a wild terror here

When we left NM in May '11 I told the gals it would be interesting to see if Ken managed to not fall in love with one of the two puppies Lori/Kev's Papillon Vixie had.  

When we are at Kev/Lori's  their dog, Vixie begins to count us into the family unit  so comes to visit several times a day and sometimes  overnight.  This year when we came she brought two little tag-a-longs - Wuff and Grrrr.  They were born on March 15  so were about 7-9 weeks old when we arrived in Wyoming

Vixie particularly liked it when Grandad cuddled the two pups and she could escape outside ALONE!

It soon became obvious that one of them was making himself right at home.

"The Bus" had a new ringleader. He would sit on Ken's foot when they were outside.  He figured out how to get

up on the bed, especially when the boys were NOT around.  










And THEN the humans GOT the message also.









After a relatively short time Ken decided we needed to take Wylie with us?  Wylie?  Who's that?  Oh that what I've named Wuff = you know Wylie Arnta Coyote.

  And thus we have an owner and he is training us quite nicely - thank you very much.

So here are the two males of the house - Wylie lets Ken think he's the boss - while he continues to train Ken in the way he should go.  





















Wylie thinks he is a big dog and is ready to make friends with all comers.
















Here Wylie is walking Ken at the Garden of the Gods.  See how well he follows?

Then this fall a Canadian came to visit - Zoey, a cute little (little?) Corgi.  They love to play on the green "front yard".  

At some point I'm going to set up the tripod and get a picture of Zoey taking a rest then RUNNNIIINNNGGG back into the fray!

And don't think I've been left out.  He loves to lay on the Swedish Weaving and snooze.  That is unless he's laying on his favorite pillow - Ken.









































YES - I AM KING OF THE ROAD;

AND OF THE BEDROOM;

AND, OF COURSE, THE TOP OF HIS HEAD!