Borrowed Puppy

Yesterday Kevin went out for a morning run. He was gone for about 10 minutes. He comes back to the room and says "Babe, I need you to get up and help me this morning." I oblige and get out of bed. I put my glasses on to see a puppy in his arms. Apparently, our boys wanted to play with him. Kevin, being the good citizen he is, brought him home. Immediately, we began trying to find where we could take him. Unfortunately/Fortunately, the shelter didn't open until 10. I gave him some milk, put him in the bathroom with some newspaper and a towel, and headed to work.

I posted some pictures on facebook and sent out a ton of text messages trying to find this guy a home. He was so little, and dirty, that we assume he didn't run away from home. Most likely, someone dumped him in the field behind our community. We never did go back to see if he had brothers and sisters.

After work (and after checking on him at lunch), Kevin gave him a bath, we fed him, and played for a little.

Me and Borrowed Puppy waiting for Kevin to get home.

After a bath.

Getting to know Bubba.

Napping.

Yes, he slept with us. I think Kevin took this picture last night. It was in my email box this morning.

Thankfully, a friend of Kevin's from high school (now also my friend) saw the pictures on facebook and told another friend about the little guy. He also went to high school with Kevin. After many texts and frantic planning, I think the little guy is going to a permanent home tonight. At least I hope so. With two 100 pound dogs, and a baby on the way, I can't do another puppy. He is really cute though . . .