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Enter the Puppy

March 16, 2010 on 12:23 am | In Uncatagorized Bastard |

When Jet died he created a huge vacuum in my heart. I have been thinking a lot about dog packs and their social structure. I came to the realization that two dogs actually act like dogs should while one dog acts in a way that he reckons will get the large pink monkeys to drop him some treats.

I realized that form a dogs point of view it must be pretty tough living with humans. Always looking up to them constantly trying to please them enough so that they take you for an extra long walk, drop something yummy on the floor or just get down to your level and play a little tug. I mean dogs don’t even get to lick themselves without being scolded. When Jet and Caesar got together they were a team constantly testing each others boundaries playing and pouncing on each other locked in some eternal battle that in there puppy minds was essential.

With Jet in the great dog park in the sky, Caesar seems different. I can’t explain it he just doesn’t have that same wag in his tail I guess. He lost a friend someone he could commiserate with about the hatred for squirrels and the ridiculousness in not only being bathed by the hairless apes but also being lathered up with foul smelling gels in the process. I saw the same change in my grandma after her commie next door neighbor and fellow old lady friend died. Sure she would argue with her and call her a Ruski spy but what really mattered was their bond over Spanish Soap Operas and their grand kids.

So last Saturday the wife and I took Caes to see a some puppies. I wasn’t expecting much, the last rescue place we went to had a crazy dog lady trying to push a rather unfriendly dog at us who lurched at Caes a few times. “See how well they get along?” the old dog pusher would chime in each time I had to get between Caes and Kujo Cerberus dela Morte as I renamed him. This place had a different vibe to it. The guy was a bit more laid back he wasn’t trying to unload fur and bones on us he was actually feeling us out. Trying to see if we would be suitable owners and giving us tip on puppy proofing the house. We met two female pups one quite and calm the other a tweeked out shit eating yipe monster. We fell in love with the quiet one pretty much instantly, ok she ate shit too but we forgave her. She and Caesar got along pretty much from first sniff of each others buttholes and a decision was made. Today I signed the papers and I hope to be showing her around the hood this weekend.

We don’t have a decision on a name yet but we have a few to choose form. Perhaps you oh gentle reader can help us out in this. She is German Shepherd and Terrier (prolly fox terrier but who know really) mix. We are entertaining a few names and need help deciding. Keep in mind that names will usually be shortened to 1 syllable unless scolded then we tend to use the full name as in “No Caesar stop licking cocks!” Please use the form below to pick a name for our new puppy.

Basically Laura gets to make the final approval which stems from a tragic paper, rock, scissors loss on my part. She names the pets I name the kids is the result. But your vote and my insentient pleading may help tip the scales.