Sawyer is a darling little biscuit who is only JUST getting comfortable with me. Used to be he'd take one look at my smiling face, scrunch his forehead in concern, and turn away saying "NO!" while looking for his momma. He is also not yet 30 and married.
I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH IT HURTS ME! And Blake and I got to hang out with everyone too. It was great fun. We went to the museum for two whole hours.
He tried to make a clean escape but was thwarted by... well... everything. At this point, he was whining a little bit and in distress, but we made sure not to rescue him until I had a picture. Just like good aunties and grammies do.
Experiencing what it is like to be found by a search and rescue dog. Also experiencing what it is like to be a prairie dog, peeking out of the burrow.