|Proudly sporting the silver and blue - Go Boys!|
Here's a little backstory on how we ended up with the world's worst dog: My parents got my brother his first dog, Emmett, for Christmas in 2009. We Lowes, being avid animal lovers always in the market to take on more than we can handle, were smitten with this adorable puppy with an excellent personality and a penchant for snoozing the day away in my brother's lap. Plus he was shorter than Cash, but sturdy enough to hold his own with our beloved rowdy boxer. And really, who can resist that mug?
|Emmett Angel Holloway - my neph-dog precioso|
Okay, maybe he looks a little goofy post-nap. And when I say nap - this dog sleeps 22 hours a day. Which is probably for the best, considering the two hours he's awake he's a total nightmare. Maybe it's delayed and extended puppyhood, but Landry is in to EVERYTHING. Alli's toys, our cats, whatever Cash has. He eats, sniffs, chews on, and steals anything not nailed down. And he's kind of an instigator. He and Cash are best buds, but he definitely picks the fights with his older brother, only to whine loudest until Mommy comes running to break them up (usually followed with a little scolding of Cash just like Landry planned).
|Cash is gagging right now. The baby gets all the attention.|
And in case you missed it (or just want to relive the joy) meet Cashie, Geeg, and Queen Lola too.