Well puppy has been picked up from the pound and is doing really well at T's. He plays well with the other animals (they've got a bajillion) and he is sleeping soundly through the night on his hammock. Yes, you heard me right. His hammock. T decided that with all that hair (he has a lot of it, apparently) he would get too hot at night sleeping directly on the floor so she bought him a hammock. This has got me wondering. If she spoils our dog this much, what the heck is it going to be like when we have kids and she's a grandmother? The thought scares me a little.
In any case, at least he's happy. He's had his frontline and a big ol' flea bath, he gets neutered next Thursday and then he comes home to us the Sunday after that. Of course, in the meantime, we have to get a home for him to come to.
The big move is Friday. I work until 5. The boy works till 4. There are no UHauls left in the entire town. This should be fun.