Bongo is six months old today. I can hardly believe it.
She's amazing. Always happy and very affectionate. Almost as tall as Sunny and weighs at least 60 pounds.
Her crate training wasn't even training. The first night we put her in there she didn't make a peep. I checked on her a few times because I thought it just couldn't be that easy. But it really was!
She tends to pal around with Sunny the most. They can spend 20 minutes playing tug-of-war with just about any toy.
Gozer and Bucket also play with Bongo. I don't know if her relentless persistence wore them down or they really just wanted to play; maybe a little of both.
One of the silliest games she plays we call uber-tag. She runs a loop in our family room and will run by or jump over each dog and use the sofa as a turnaround platform.
She still tries, almost daily and without success, to get Fannie the cat to play with her.
Bongo is definitely finding her own way in our household and it's fun to see what she'll do next.
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