Homecoming Day

Today we brought home our newest family member. Dash was adopted from the Humane Society shelter in our town. He's a miniature or toy poodle mix, 8 months old - at the moment it's hard to tell exactly how big he is or how big he will grow because he is a hairy beast! I'm sure we'll get a better look at him after he sees the groomer next week.
The past few days have been difficult for little Dash. His family felt he needed more attention than they could give him, so they decided to give him up. Certainly they assumed he would be snapped up right away by a loving family, as he is a tiny and adorable poodle pup. (It's really the bigger hounds and pit bulls that the shelter has more trouble finding families to fit. ) And they were right, we were there first thing in the morning on Tuesday, bringing our older beagle to see if they would make a connection or play together. We took to him right away and decided that he could be our new pal. Unfortunately, there were a few procedures he had to endure at the shelter before he could come home. Specifically, they had to neuter and de-worm him, so he had to stay at the shelter for a couple more days.
He was finally able to come home with us today, but he is not feeling very lively - his stitches hurt where he lost his manhood before he could even begin to enjoy it.. and his tummy doesn't feel so good from the de-worming medication. So he has been pretty chill today, so far - prefering to curl up on the floor by my feet as I type online. Occasionally popping up to follow Snoopy around, but he doesn't really have his heart in it.

We're beginning to think that Dash is not quite the name for our puppy. My daughter thinks he might be better described as "Spud" because he's a couch potato and because he is about the color of Idaho's biggest export. I told her maybe they called him Dash because he isn't ever going to be as big as a sentence, just a little - Dash!

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