I would like to say, for the purpose of this Dog blog, that I am thankful for our family's newest member, Lewis. Lewis came to live with us on October 14th. He was a pound puppy; He came from the animal shelter. My husband adopted him and brought him home as a surprise. We were certainly surprised.
The shelter told him that Lewis was a black lab mix. I'm here to tell you that Lewis is no lab. Just last week, we had him at the vet and the vet told us he guessed Lewis was part terrier. After professing to be "big dog" lovers, it seems we have a small to medium sized dog. He is only 15 weeks old at this point, so we really have no idea what he is going to turn out looking like.
I am starting to like Lewis. He has some issues that we need to work through. I think they are just normal puppy issues, but I had forgotten what it was like to have a puppy. All in all, he is a good boy. He likes to snuggle up with us, which is so unlike our last dog. Our last dog liked us, but didn't care much for hugs. But universally, there is nothing more wonderful than when you have been gone and you return to a dog wriggling with complete happiness when he sees you.
(This was written by my daughter, Karen.)
