Bringing home Chevy

Well I did it. I finally adopted a dog. There was no way my mom was going to relinquish custody of Zoe now that she is so attached to her so I made the decision to get my own.

Sunday I took a trip to the Humane Society and instantly fell in love with about 6 pups. Two little collie/cattledog mixes named Champagne and Fizz, some other mixes named Tommy, Dozer, Forest and then Chevy.

He is about 8 months old, 65 lbs and the sweetest guy ever. Very friendly and spunky and now the latest big addition to my life.

Sure it’s 5:15am and I’m tired but he has already been so well behaved. He knows his name, can sit, and occasionally shake or lay down, and isn’t much of a whiner or licker. I dozed off and he destroyed one toy already (R.I.P Squeaky Tiki) but that has been the only sign of destruction so far.

He is a spunky guy and I couldn’t be happier about being able to rescue a dog. Maybe I’ll even add another to the mix next summer if Chevy does well with training. ;)

Well that’s all for now. I’ll be making updates on his progress and adventures on here every so often.