6 Weeks Old

At about 6 weeks old me and my sibs were getting too big to be kept in the inside pen where we were born...it was time to move outside to a much bigger pen built by my human, Kevin. Sure it was winter time (November) but we're St. Bernards after all, a hearty breed of dog bred in the Austrian alps. And even so Kevin'd also built a large doghouse big enough for all eight of us and heated. It was so much fun living outside, sleeping in a dog-pile with my brothers and sisters inside a cozy heated house, that I would often play until I dropped from exhaustion.

Here's a picture of me so sleepy I'm almost about to fall over.