
Heather, Ollie and myself had a great little experience this morning–we met (Heather & Ollie for a second time and me for the first) Fozby, one of Ollie’s litter-mates (or, as Max, Fozby’s alpha-male, refers to the two of ’em: “the Beavertown Boys”).
The two brothers hit it off instantly and spent the next twenty minutes playing. It was also fun comparing notes with Fozby’s owners (Fozby is as vocal as Ollie; loves to snuggle in bed in the morning; has a thing for tennis balls; “leaks” when he is excited). It was just a blast watching them.