The little one tries to scurry after his mother, not making it far before he trips over his four little paws and goes tumbling.
You see, the little one hasn’t quite got the hang of how to ‘dog’ yet. He is always in a rush to follow his mother and stumbles over his oversized paws.
As he topples again, I lift him in my arms and scratch his head.
The pup is happy to snooze in my arms instead of attempting to frolic after his mother.
Maybe he will figure out how to ‘dog’ tomorrow. Until then I’ll just spoil him.