Fountain of Youth – Film Friday

Watching the Bouncy Boom Boom race around the yard on a summer evening sure makes us wonder if the Fountain of Youth is hidden nearby. Cheoah is quietly enjoying her time in the basement – the space under the picnic table, while Landon runs, skips, and hops. He then joins her and helps to dig the annual excavation.

We really should figure out a way to bottle his endless energy and sell it. In the meantime, we all just have to enjoy watching it in this week’s Film Friday.

4 Comments

  1. Lori & Izzy Belle Bear on April 29, 2019 at 9:39 am

    Gosh he (Boomie) is so beautifully fluffy ????????????

  2. Jan on July 14, 2017 at 7:58 pm

    He just ran three Iditarods and was not winded

  3. KJ Pierson on July 14, 2017 at 4:46 pm

    I noticed he isn’t bouncing as much there as flat line running like a normal sibe!

  4. Juno's mom on July 14, 2017 at 2:01 pm

    Nutty, diggy boy. Love the energy.

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