One Wednesday afternoon, Bart wandered upon a little guy in our driveway.  Was he dumped?  Did he run away?  Regardless of how he got here, he was here now.  What do we do with this little guy?  All seven pounds of this tiny 6 month old Dachshund/Chihuahua mix was full of love and kisses.  We looked for signs, and found nothing.  It was only a matter of days before we decided he was here to stay.  DogBoy was hesitant.  We were just now down to three dogs.  Did we really want FOUR again?  Cute, yes, but ready willing and able to become trouble at any moment.  

 

Two weeks later, he was neutered, microchipped, and updated on all his shots.   We are totally taken by this little man (okay, I am taken) and I am doing my absolute best not to utterly and completely spoil him rotten.

 

 

For now, I’ll behave and we’ll stick with four dogs for a while...(famous last words!)