However, I am adding a Samson to my life and hoping that no one ever asks us to betray one another; and that nobody winds up dead in a pile of temple rubble.
Here he is, my big, strong boy:
I’ve never had a dog like this before. One, he is very puppy-like and goofy. Two, he is huge (for me) and very strong. Third, he has no manners whatsoever at this point. However, I am pretty much enamorada, even though I know he is going to mean some serious work for me and the family.
Look at that face!
We had our first meeting with a trainer today, she gave us several good pointers and some homework. Since he doesn’t even have the most basic concept of how to walk on a leash, it’s going to be a long haul, I’m sure. I’ll keep you updated.
BBC is pissed as hell. He has decided that we have lost our collective minds and have allowed a monster into his home. Talk about no manners. BBC has been like the anti-welcome wagon; hiss-hiss, growl, halloween cat nonsense.
Since I am home alone again – even G-Wiz has left me to go to Costa Rica to work on her Spanish – I’m glad for some canine company, ill-mannered as it may be for now. Plus, he does this extra cute thing all the time where he lays flat on his back. I’ll post a picture of it soon.