A man was outside the grocery store selling puppies in 100 degree heat. I went to see them and he had this tiny little puppy that was about a pound smaller than his brothers and was lethargic and barely moving. So, of course, bought him and rushed him home. Pepper Pot was barely 6 weeks old and weighed 15 oz. I gave him a cool bath and some honey and he perked right up. He's about 5 weeks younger than Smoke. He's very timid and shy even though nothing bad has ever happened to him. He has a broken tail, but the vet said the mom could have easily done that at birth. He's a sweet heart, has to curl up under my chin or on my arm every day. I think he still thinks I'm his mommy. He does get jealous easily. We're working on it.
Hey mom, you left some Sloppy Joe, can I have it please?