06-20-2020, 06:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-20-2020, 06:47 PM by Drunk Monk.)
There is no way on earth that you can convince me that there are not Yetis named 'Asshole'. Several Yetis.
Actually, we've been thinking 'Akira'. One of Stacy's clients thought 'Yuki' but that's a girl's name. Then we went through some Japanese names and 'Akira' popped. We're also contemplating bear names like 'Yogi' because he's quite bear cub like.
So we got a mutt. He just arrived at the shelter the day from the central valley prior with two siblings. He's smaller than we wanted, but he's about 8 weeks, so a puppy. The shelter people guessed that he's part shepherd and a part...
...wait for it...
...pom. We can clearly see both. All I can say is if this is true, on his pom side, he's got one bad ass dad or one tough mama. We'll do one of those dog dna tests when we have more money. As is, he's cost us over half a $K, but some of that will be refunded when we complete his shots, fixing and chipping.
The shelter was a mess when we arrived. We had secured an appointment months ago and they were slammed. Their printer broke. It was hot and humid. We waited an extra hour. Like Jingles, he was the first dog we saw. He was just too cute, goofy and clumsy in that puppy way, a thick floofy coat, a black snout and empathetic eyes. All members of the household had to be present - such an ordeal to get a dog nowadays. I swear there was more paperwork than when we had Tara. But we got him.
Because of scheduling, Stacy saw some private clients after so I hung out with puppers for about 4+ hours. He hasn't had all his shot so it's not recommended that he go outside too much, so mostly we just hung out in the back seat of the CRV and bonded. He's curious, teething and adventurous. He's a bit chubbier than Jingles right now, with subby puppy legs and a small tail. He falls over a lot and likes to sleep on his back. Good size paws. The shelter people guessed he might grow to 30-40 lbs. It's smaller than Stacy wanted because she wanted a dog that can hike 10 milers, but it's perfect for me and our tiny bungalow.
He slept through last night well enough. Today he was very playful, exploring our yard, playing with his new toys and biting the crap out of me. He seems quite happy and adjusted already, although not housebroken (our carpet is thrashed already so that's no big).
I'm dying to take him to the beach, but he won't be done with his shots until August.
As much as a hassle as it is, it's good to have a little one in the home again.
Actually, we've been thinking 'Akira'. One of Stacy's clients thought 'Yuki' but that's a girl's name. Then we went through some Japanese names and 'Akira' popped. We're also contemplating bear names like 'Yogi' because he's quite bear cub like.
So we got a mutt. He just arrived at the shelter the day from the central valley prior with two siblings. He's smaller than we wanted, but he's about 8 weeks, so a puppy. The shelter people guessed that he's part shepherd and a part...
...wait for it...
...pom. We can clearly see both. All I can say is if this is true, on his pom side, he's got one bad ass dad or one tough mama. We'll do one of those dog dna tests when we have more money. As is, he's cost us over half a $K, but some of that will be refunded when we complete his shots, fixing and chipping.
The shelter was a mess when we arrived. We had secured an appointment months ago and they were slammed. Their printer broke. It was hot and humid. We waited an extra hour. Like Jingles, he was the first dog we saw. He was just too cute, goofy and clumsy in that puppy way, a thick floofy coat, a black snout and empathetic eyes. All members of the household had to be present - such an ordeal to get a dog nowadays. I swear there was more paperwork than when we had Tara. But we got him.
Because of scheduling, Stacy saw some private clients after so I hung out with puppers for about 4+ hours. He hasn't had all his shot so it's not recommended that he go outside too much, so mostly we just hung out in the back seat of the CRV and bonded. He's curious, teething and adventurous. He's a bit chubbier than Jingles right now, with subby puppy legs and a small tail. He falls over a lot and likes to sleep on his back. Good size paws. The shelter people guessed he might grow to 30-40 lbs. It's smaller than Stacy wanted because she wanted a dog that can hike 10 milers, but it's perfect for me and our tiny bungalow.
He slept through last night well enough. Today he was very playful, exploring our yard, playing with his new toys and biting the crap out of me. He seems quite happy and adjusted already, although not housebroken (our carpet is thrashed already so that's no big).
I'm dying to take him to the beach, but he won't be done with his shots until August.
As much as a hassle as it is, it's good to have a little one in the home again.
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