Today is the first day of my first birthday week and I’m kicking it off with photos of my first puppy months. Beware, there is a major cuteness overload in these photos! I’m super excited to turn a year old next week, and it is fun getting ready for my big, first birthday. I went through the computer and picked out some of my favorite photos from my birth until my Mom and I first met.
Would you like to meet my parents? My dad is on the left. He goes by Crooner, but his fancy name is CH Ethos By The Light Of The Silvery Moon. Mom is on the right and she goes by Sweedie. She is really from Sweden, isn’t that crazy? Her fancy name is Grand Awards Asse Ladie.
This photo was taken right after I was born. Do I even look anything like myself now? I have ten siblings, six sisters and four brothers. Can you believe I was puppy number eleven, the last one of all to be born. Who knows why I was so pokey!
Here is the milk bar. It was self serve, all we could eat. My mom looks so sweet and kind with all eleven of us trying to fill our little baby bellies. In this photo we are two days old. Remember I am Banner, so I have the red/white/blue ribbon, right in the middle of the table.
Can you believe how tiny I was? This is my one week old photo. My mom can barely pick me up with two hands these days! Thank you to my pawsome breeder for all the puppy photos we have. Mom and I love to see how I was before we knew each other.
A few holidays happened when I was super young. Valentines Day is the first one. What do you think of this handsome young fellow? Look at my big paws, LOL!
Ready for my five week photo? Mom cannot believe what a chunky little monkey I was. Look at my belly, is there a ball in there or what? Obviously, I did well at the food bar!
Let’s skip ahead to my seven week stacking photo. Mom says she always thought I was cute, but this photo is where she started to fall in love with me. Maybe it is because I lost my big belly and look like a guy who is in shape?
St. Patrick’s Day is my second holiday my first year. My breeder knows Mom is a blogger, so she tried to get me used to photos and props at a super young age. I do look pretty cute I have to say. My ears really started to grow around this time it seems.
Now the question would be when would Mom come and get me and how would it all work out. My breeder thought about sending me FedEx. Since I am such a charmer, the driver thought it might be doable but then they decided it was not a good idea after all.
Olivia and Madison had a lot of sports and travel planned in April, so we agreed I would move to my new family on May first. I have the last stacking photo of myself from my first puppy months from April 28th.
The thought of leaving my dog family at fourteen weeks old was kind of scary. I was not sure at all of what to expect. To sooth my nerves I decided to eat a lot. What if I didn’t get any food at my new home? I decided to eat and eat until I basically passed out.
My new mom and breeder agreed to meet in the middle of Iowa to make “the exchange”. I was pretty scared, but once my new mom had me in her arms I knew things would be alright. It was about a three hour drive from this place to my new home and I made sure to howl and scream most of the way.
Here I am in my new yard. As you can see, I am still not totally at ease, but I could tell things would probably work out fine. Of course, you all know me and how well things have gone since I arrived. I’m a lucky guy to have such a great home, even if it is full of girls! Many dogs don’t have homes or good homes, so I am thankful to have a great breeder who knows the right home for her puppies.
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