Monty met a new friend this weekend while camping. They romped around, chased tennis balls, sunbathed, ate too many graham crackers, shared water bowls and got a little too close to the fire. Meet Bukka (pronounced book-a). We couldn't manage to get them in a photo together without one of them being a blur, so I opted for a photo of each. Isn't that two-tone nose amazing?!
Side note, Monty has to have a minor surgery tomorrow. He has a very tiny cyst on his head that needs to be removed and sent to the lab. It started as what looked like a bug bite or small cut, but in two months, it still hasn't healed. I took him to the vet this afternoon and decided to take their advice. Monty is only one week away from his 5th birthday and we want him around for 10 more birthdays. Wait, I mean forever. Dogs live that long, right?
Say a prayer for our goofy boy. We're going to snuggle him a little extra tonight.