I found this old video of me wrestling with my inner puppy.  Well actually, I was wrestling with my frozen bag of poop.  But it symbolized so much more!  This video was made in 2015, just a few weeks before Asa’s homecoming when I was just shy of my third birthday.  That wasn’t just a frozen bag of poop.  That poop represented the end of my carefree puppyhood!  Oh the memories!

I still vividly recall what was going through my head as I tossed that bag around with reckless abandon.  I wasn’t worried the bag could break at any moment!  I didn’t even care that I had a bag of frozen poop in my mouth!  I was thinking about bigger issues.  I was worried that soon my days of being a carefree puppy would be over.  Soon I would have countless responsibilities raising my little brother.  I knew I had to put aside my puppyish ways and set a good example for this young impressionable pup, just like my big brother Lemmy did for me.

Ok, so I’m being a bit melodramatic.  On that cold January day in 2015, I really was just a puppy playing with a frozen bag of poop.  Good thing that poop bag didn’t break…or did it?!

Please excuse the old timey quality of this video.  It’s the first one Dad ever made for Living with a Golden!