My oldest cub is all grown up and living 5 hours away in the steel city. Also home to penguins and pirates. Too far away to get her fill of puppy breath from Sherman. So she decided to take the plunge and get a little guy of her own.
Meet Oliver
Oliver was born the same day we picked Sherman up. They share the same father. And Sherman's mother is Oliver's mother's mother (from quite a few litters back). So that makes them brothers. And uncle-nephew. Sherman is Oliver's bruncle.
They are best friends already. And while my oldest cub is in the process of moving from her old place to a new pet-friendly place, we get to experience the joy of two puppies under our roof until the end of May. Individually they are sweet-smelling, soft, cuddly, tinkle machines. Together they are a tornado.
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