His owners surrendered him to the clinic and because there's no space for him there, we're fostering him for the next few days. I have every assurance that he will be gone before my parents arrive, but in the meantime: New running buddy!
Look at that crazy furball!
This has got to be the most batshit crazy day ever.
I apologise for the orgy of posts!
ETA. Anyone in the Seattle area want a two year old husky?