Boris: A Life In Pictures
[Miss Grazzi says to ALWAYS use a colon for important titles!]

Click on any photo to see Mr. Boris in his full splendor:
 

Twelve Weeks:

This is me on my very first day at my new home with my �aunt� Elizabeth (who helped Gerrie select me from my litter mates).  The accommodations and facilities were adequate, so I agreed to stay, although it didn�t take me long to prove that  I could change the landscape, both above and below ground level, more to my liking.
 
 

Fourteen Weeks:

Well, I�ve only been here for two weeks, but I�m beginning to really like it.  I get all I want to eat (vegetable, animal AND mineral) and even am allowed to run without a leash on the front lawn.  However, this freedom only lasted for about another week, after which I was confined to the rear grounds.  How humiliating for a young pup who just craves attention and satisfaction of his landscaping creativity.  Not to worry though;  I showed Gerrie very quickly (and regularly) that I am not finicky about where I demonstrate my gifts for rearranging  and recomposing.  In my happy-go-lucky youth, I could match wits and savoir-faire with any hurricance, tornado, or bulldozer!
 
 

Six Months:

I like this picture because it �kinda� shows my canine intellectual curiosity and comprehension, of which I can say in all modesty that I have an unusual share (can�t you just see it in my eye and ears?)
 
 

Obedience Class Graduation:

Gerrie dragged me to obedience class for 9 weeks when I was 9 months old, even though I bitterly protested.  My instructor (her bottom half with me here in my graduation photo) wouldn�t even let me participate for the first three sessions because I just couldn�t resist picking  fights with this classmate Dalmatian.  She ordered me and Gerrie to stand on the sidelines and �watch� until I got my act together.  However, I did calm down my bully tendencies (with the aid of a pinch collar) and once allowed in the class, finished the course placing second in a class of 14 other dogs.  (I know I could have placed first if I hadn�t been so cantankerous in the beginning � everyone said so!)
 
 

Ten Months:

This is my proudest photo � when I was 10 months old and proud owner of a  diploma in obedience (which I didn�t take too seriously after the class).    It shows me in my best German Shepherd Show Class �stack.�  Usually my breed-brothers and sisters have to be manually assisted to this posture, but I have always assumed it �..well�. sort of instinctively when the occasion presents itself.