The Pitter-Patter of Little Feet

The biggest excitement of that weekend was the addition of a new dog to the house.  You might be saying to yourself,  “New dog??!!  I thought you were done with dogs?  I thought Donette was out of town?  I thought you had two ounces of common sense?”  Well, true, all true.  (With the possible exception of the last one.)  Things just sort of fell into place though.  “Went with the moment,” so to speak.  This little ‘un is a refugee from St. Louis.  A friend of Donette’s sister had taken her in as a stray a few weeks ago, but couldn’t keep her.  I just so happened to have a friend driving back from there on Friday, so I figured what the heck.  (Well, at least he was my friend before driving 4 hours with “my” puppy on his leather seats.)  So anyway, the dog journeyed to KC on Friday, and I went and picked her up that afternoon.  So far, so good.  She has been remarkably well behaved;  Almost to the point of arousing suspicion.  We are struggling to come up with a name though.  They called her “Athena” and she does respond well to that.  But, I think it’s good ju-ju to name your own dog so we’re trying to come up with something else.  On the short list so far are Reegan, Teagan, Reeces, Peanut, Theena, and approximately 20 others.  Quite the variation there, huh.  Actually I sort of like “Peanut” if it wasn’t such a goofy name.  That one might make the nickname list.  So here is a picture of her that her rescuers in St. Louis sent me.  She looks quite a bit darker in person than she looks here, but I’ve been too lazy to drag out my own camera so this will do.

** Edit:  We’ve agreed on “Teagan.”  She has been dubbed.

So what else went on this weekend?  Well, for the most part I tried to hang out at the house and get the pup settled in.  Lots of walks, lots of fetch, and lots of watching basketball.  I did make it out to Mom’s Saturday afternoon and got her new computer set up.  MAN that thing is fast, makes me want a new one too.  (This and every other want for the foreseeable future will be responded to with “We don’t have money for that, you wanted a dog instead.”)  This also gave me an opportunity to try kenneling the pup, which went just fabulously.  The only other time I got out of the house was for a nice bike ride Sunday afternoon with Munkirs & Martin.  Well, at least it was a nice ride for Munkirs and I;  Chris suffered a catastrophic failure of his Internet-Bike early in the ride and had to call in support.

7 thoughts on “The Pitter-Patter of Little Feet

  1. Yeah I am on the fence about keeping it close to the same.  On one hand I figure they’ve only called her that for a few weeks, so she could learn a totally new one easily enough.  On the other hand she might be confused enough already.

  2. She and Kane are tolerant of each other, I suppose.  Better than some of the possible alternatives.  Kane did let her know in no uncertain terms that he is not a dog and does not appreciate being “checked out” as such.  So far, knock on wood, they just stare at each other and go on their way.

  3. I am leaning on Teagan. Which means beautiful in Gaelic. We pretty much call her little girl and good girl all the time anyway.

  4. Teagan is a sweetheart.
    I love the happy tail and the kisses that she shares.
    I can’t wait for you guys to go out of town so I can babysit.

  5. Glad Teagan is being such a good girl! I hope Doni will let Phil out of the doghouse soon! From Phil’s Partner in crime (of the canine sort), Victoria

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