I went to Bobby's house a few days ago and his dogs were all jumpy and excited to see me. The Pinscher is Leo, the Papillion x Pomerarion is Baby. They are both such sweet dogs. Leo digs under Bobby's blankets with his head and curls up right next to Bobby's feet. Never seen a dog do that before. Anyway, I decided to take them outside for a run and down to the lake. Bobby didn't want to take them, but when I said he was he didn't object. I asked his sister how long it had been since they had been outdoors for a walk, and she told me at least 3 months. They poop and pee in the bath tub, apparently. I offered to take them home with me, and Bobby said fine, but his little sister and his mom refused to let me. Shame they can't put their own happiness asaid for the sake of the dogs. But, they did got a nice long walk, run, and swim with us, and were all worn out. Leo; you can see the hookah behind him. Happy dog. My Grandma was being bitchy and screaming at Bobby, so he yelled back and then walked over and sat on a stump. The photos of Baby: "Hey crazy woman, you call me!?!?" & one more of cute little Leo, who finally sat down. That's all.