If you've followed my blog you know that Ari had gotten into grapes, which are very toxic to dogs. Sadly, unrelated to the grapes, Ari passed away over a year ago due to complications from diabetes and liver disease. We had him for only 9 months, and had just begun to bond like crazy glue. It was devastating. Soon after, we adopted 2-year-old Zeke (short for Ezekiel, the prophet who had visions of bones...get it?). Zeke is a big, sweet, brute who looks like he rides a motorcycle and has a "mom" tatoo on his arm. Not the brightest dog we've had - especially compared to Professor Rufus - but definitely the sweetest. Training didn't go so well, but he's making slow progress and now often actually listens to us.
We have come to realize that Rufus and Ari didn't actually like each other, but not so with Rufus and Zeke. When they aren't moving around they usually have some body part in contact with the other. Zeke's favorite place is right next to his brother, and Rufus licks Zeke everywhere (yuck). Brotherly love.
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