This is our new dog.

His name is Noah… for now. Some people don’t think it’s the right name yet. The right name should come to us sometime in the next six months.

Why a new dog? Why is the sky blue? A friend of ours has a giant Irish wolf hound (like the size of a Hummer). She went looking for a friend for this lovable monster and rescued a dog from a kill shelter in the South. But the papers didn’t go through and she didn’t hear anything for a while, so she rescued another dog. Then – suddenly – the first dog appeared. Noah was a mess when he first arrived – physically abused and unkept. But by the time Christopher met up with him a few days later, the two fell madly in love.

However it was my decision when I came home. Kerry liked the dog, but did not want another animal in the house (which I totally understand, especially since we run day care for her sister’s two dogs and our rugs need to be set on fire). Chris wanted nothing BUT the dog, which would be his dog. He wanted the opportunity to train, care for and raise his dog. I like this reason (and hope for the best).

Mainly – I think I wanted to stave off dog withdrawals, since I do miss Jules our old collie. And look at that face! How do you say no to that face??