Monday 21 April 2008

Oscar the little boxer


Oscar was 6 month old when i got him. I had been without a dog for many years and finally my chance came to start again with a young wonderful dog, a mans best friend!
He barked at me when i walked through the door i was looking for the puppy, he seemed too big to be the one but i soon realised that this was it, this was oscar! If i had known then what i know now im not sure whether i would have brought him home.
Anyway after many treats and the owner convincing me what a well behaved dog he was we arranged for him to move in a few days later. Two days lasted way too long, i dreamt of picking him up but also thought of his current owners who where moving away and how they must feel leaving him behind. It went as well as it could and he arrived home to great my children with his undershot jaw and teeth hanging out!
Not a flattering photo but Oscar is a year old on this picture!