Tuesday, August 23, 2011
His Name Ain't Frank
I have the most insufferable, intolerable, and insubordinate team ever and there are days I don't know why I put up with em. For some inexplicable reason even though I haven't adopted the lil fell'r in Bowling Green Mommy G & Mommy S have named him Frank and they aren't budging.
Haven't liked most of the people I've met bearing that name and no puppy I adopt will either. And yet they absolutely disregard me... Jeesh.
For now, I am calling him 'Lil' and our playdate this past Sunday didn't start out so good. Shortly after I arrived at Lorri (the Director of the Humane Society there) and Bill's house, Lil puked up some cat poop he had just eaten. Not a good sign at all but Hudson had corprophagia as a puppy which we worked through so it wasn't a deal breaker. Plus we don't travel with cats, not a problem.
Secondly, he doesn't seem to be afraid of water. Hudson and Murphy were 'Oh, no h20' so much so they would go out of their way to avoid a puddle. And while it's still early,we put Lil on the top ladder step in their raised pool and he laid down all cool like. We just may roll with this guy after all.
After a perfectly pleasant evening with our good friends, Lil did one more thing which almost busted me up all weepy like if I wasn't laughing so hard. As soon as I leashed up Hudsy, Lil went went right for it and with all of his little might he tugged and pulled. Hudson who still isn't sure about this whole brother business (he's weighing in on this with his own blog) took Lil on a little ride across their hard wood floors. There''s history to this but I just can't share it right now...
And although the hilarity of his character really glistened Sunday, I've still resolved to meet a few more pups before I commit. But damn that boy is crazy cute. Thanks to Lorri and all our friends in Bowling Green for fostering him throughout this process!