Say hello to the new puppy.
We’re still looking for a name. Any ideas?!
My parents brought the new pups home yesterday afternoon. They were “just looking,” but when they drove up and saw his face waiting in the yard – how could they say no? It was love at first sight.
The same thing happened with Presley.
What? We’re bonding here!
When Scooby passed away last Monday, both of my parents were at a loss. For the first time in 27 years their house felt empty. My youngest brother was the last of my siblings to move out this past February, and without Scooby, they realized for the first time they were on their own. The house was quiet – too quiet – and they didn’t like it.
We all grieve and move on from loss in different ways. My dad dove into researching puppies online. He found a few that he liked, but then he saw this little guy and his photo instantly melted my dad’s heart. He was perfect in every way, and he was the very last puppy left standing from his litter, almost like he was just there waiting – knowing my mom and dad were out there, ready to bring him home. Or that Scooby had shooed all of the other families away, knowing this little guy was the one that deserved a spot in our family.
Thank you, Scooby. You did good, boy.
I have a new little brother. He doesn’t have a name yet, but we’re working on it.
And we’ve already started filling him in on his amazing older brother, Scooby.
I think they would have been BFFs.