Where to begin about Griff... To know him is to love him seems pretty fitting. Although I was drawn to him the first time I laid eyes on him, and thought he was so handsome with his spotted coat, and curly tail, I realize now he usually looks like he's made from spare parts, a true muppet, and if nothing else, intimidating, or downright scary to a stranger. We never intended to keep him. When we met these brothers, then known as Tank and Oliver, we didn't like the way Oliver was nipping at his brother, so we took the rolly polly puppy, who is now our smooshiest baby, Garth. But Oliver wasn't getting any traction, and he was being carted around to adoption events on the weekends—which he absolutely hated. He hated it so much that when we picked him up to take him for the day for photos, he had to be forced into the car. Backing up a little, when we greeted him for the second time he was growling, and snapping, not even a little bit friendly—FEAR. So, we spent the day, and night with him, and took him out the next morning for photos at the beach. We quickly realized that this baby was not mean, he was terrified, so we decided to foster him. I'm not sure at what point we decided to keep him, but we picked him up in July, and he was ours last October. He went from so afraid of the car, he got sick every time we took him somewhere, to now he loves car rides the most of all of them! Over a year later, he seems to still come out of his shell more and more. He would rather play with a toy poodle than a fellow dog his size, is a pillow fiend, and the sweetest muppet I could've wanted. He is quirky and silly, and we truly love him. It's such a good thing it worked out how it did, or we wouldn't have both of them, and we can't imagine life without both Garth and Griff <3 Here are favorites of Griff from the last year.
This first one is from the day we took him for adoption photos, and a recent re-edit I did on the top. Not for everyone, but I love the colors :)