It's a boy!

For those of you on Facebook, this is already old news, but look how cute our new addition to the family is. Georgie was amongst a great many dogs at the municipal pound yesterday. When we left the house, I said, "We're just looking, we're not going to get a dog today." This is like sticking your tongue out at the Universe and saying, "I dare ya." Thank god they give you a leash when you adopt since we had left ours at home. He's a year old, fixed and nearly housetrained. He has only pooed while on a walk on the leash so far, so that's good. He tried to pee on the bathroom floor, but I didn't scold him, after all, Serge was peeing at that moment right next to him, albeit into the toilet. He probably thought that was the pee pee room, which makes him a smart doggie.

He slept with us all night in the bed. My biggest concern was if he would whine at night and keep me up. He didn't! He howl barks when he really really really wants food or hears the leash jangle. It's so cute I can barely stand it. I'm sure at some point this week I'll take a video to force upon you guys. He's exactly half the size of Sara, weighing 33 pounds. I had a few emotional ambushes pulling out all of Sara's old things but I held it together. I'm looking forward to many years of the love monster Georgie.