Plus One

Please help us welcome a new addition to the family. I didn't want another one. Tug has been pretty gung ho about another one for quite a bit. {j} is glad to have another boy in the family. That's right, it's a boy. And for those who have known me for a long time, he looks a lot like his long lost brother Drake.

We drove 2 hours today, each way, just to take a looksy. For those who know either Tug or me you know what a looksy means. It means a buy-sy. We of course had to bring him home.

We think he is about a year and a half. He is a rescue dog (from the pound in another county) and while he looks all lab, we aren't sure.

So far he is awesome. SOOOOOO well behaved. He was being fostered so we were able to see him at someone's home and he did great with the kids. They were able to stick their hands in his mouth trying to get his ball without any problems.

When I set his food out I was shoving my hands in his mouth and taking the food bowl away and he just sat there until I gave it back to him.

I ate dinner on the living room floor to test him. He came over but I moved him away and told him to sit/lay which he did and left me alone to eat my dinner. I even put a cheeseburger right up to his nose. He sniffed and slowly opened his mouth, I told him no and pushed his head away. He just laid his head back down and didn't try to go for it again.

We aren't sure if he is housebroken but so far so good. We will see how tonight goes. 

I hope the honeymoon doesn't end!!

His name was Sam but since he hasn't been at the pound that long (so we are figuring he hasn't had the name that long) we decided to change it. He is now Woodrow, aka Woody.