The other day we had a stray dog show up at our door. You can read about that here. Well, it seems that this little stray will indeed become a bonafide, official part of our family. I've said before that we don't need another dog. For that matter, we don't need anything else living in our home that poops. We have four children, a dog, a cat, and a bearded dragon.
Oh but cards are so stacked against me in this case.
Why? you may ask.
She's a Labrador Retriever. What that means is that my husband has fallen madly in love with her. I heard him whisper to her the other day. "Yeah, you're a real dog." When he looks at her, his glasses couldn't be rosier. Nevermind the fact that she sheds and weighs more than me. I shed very little. Nevermind the fact that she's getting up on the furniture and my side of the bed. AND, nevermind that we already have a dog, Scout, who doesn't shed, doesn't outweigh me, and knows not to get on my pillow.
Unfortunately, Scout's a labradoodle so she looks like this.
Bless her heart, she can't help it.
New dog looks like this.
Well, not exactly, but she might as well. Trey is smitten. Last night, he actually said, "I love that dog." I think Scout started to cry.
It's not as if I've never brought a stray home. I have. You can read how well that went here.
So that leaves me with a new dog and no name.
Scout was named for the heroine in To Kill a Mockingbird.
I just finished Peace Like a River so I thought Swede would be great. My neighbor, Mindy said it sounds too much like weed. Because of where we live, we can't name her anything that sounds too much like drugs. Needless to say, that was followed by a little conversation about all the other names we couldn't use. Mocaine, Deroin, Frack, and Bethamphetamine. Those are out.
So, here's my dilemma, and therefore my Rocks in My Dryer, "Backwards Works for Me Wednesday." What in the world do we name this dog?
Our newest family member.
The apple of my husband's dog-snobby eye?
If you don't want to answer that you can tell me, in 100 words or less, why I should stop drinking Diet Coke.
I'd prefer your two cents on the former.
My sister in law Emily, asked if I'd gotten the photo of the Labrador from Dog Porn.
Yes. Yes I did.