A few weeks ago, Mike's brother, Aaron, and his family added a couple of new hound/border collie puppies -- Mocha and Hailey -- to their household. Everything was going just fine, until all of a sudden last Wednesday after they got back from dinner, the puppies started randomly, spontaneously fighting. By Thursday morning, it got bad enough that they decided to give one of them away ... and guess who inherited one? Yep, that's right, we sure did.


Even though we weren't looking for another pet and even resisted the idea at first, we have discovered several benefits to owning a dog: First, I had just bought a new pair of walking shoes, got an MP3 player for Christmas, and now I have a dog to walk. Second, Mike will have someone to keep him company when he's working in the back yard. Third, hopefully she'll scare the pigeons away so they'll quit cooing outside my bedroom window. Fourth, the kids (especially Steven) have been spending a little more time outside and a little less time in front of the TV.



We now have more pets that people in our household. Officially, this makes 3 cats:
Mike's brother brought Hailey over about lunch time on Thursday and she was an instant hit. Apparently our nieces were upset about giving her away until they found out she was over here. We had some trouble with the name -- one of Kylie's friends in our ward and neighborhood is named Haley, and it got a bit confusing talking about Haley the person and Hailey the dog. Fortunately, Mike's mom mentioned that the girls didn't have their heart set on calling her Hailey so it was ok for us to change her name. By the end of the day, Mike settled on Brandi.
The first few nights were a little rough. Poor Brandi, who Mike is determined will be an OUTSIDE dog, cried much of the night. I decided her full name should be Brandi Whine (instead of wine). It didn't help that the 3rd night the cat (Monty, the alpha male) broke out of the house and attacked her. Yes, the cat broke out of the house to attack the dog. Poor thing.
She's just about 4 months old now, born mid-November. She doesn't bark, but she bays like a true hound dog. She reminds me a little of Copper from The Fox and the Hound. Mike and his dad built her a dog house over the weekend, and by Sunday night she had settled in to her new home and we didn't hear a peep from her.


Even though we weren't looking for another pet and even resisted the idea at first, we have discovered several benefits to owning a dog: First, I had just bought a new pair of walking shoes, got an MP3 player for Christmas, and now I have a dog to walk. Second, Mike will have someone to keep him company when he's working in the back yard. Third, hopefully she'll scare the pigeons away so they'll quit cooing outside my bedroom window. Fourth, the kids (especially Steven) have been spending a little more time outside and a little less time in front of the TV.She is a very cuddly thing. and so gentle! She wants to be where everyone else is, and spent much of Friday at Steven's feet or curled up beside him. When Kylie picks her up, she'll lay her head on Kylie's shoulder. Steven is even training her to pull him on his skateboard. It's been kinda fun to watch.



We now have more pets that people in our household. Officially, this makes 3 cats:Monty (6) ... 

Zuma (5) ... 

and Blue (4) ... 

One ferret, Jillian (2-ish) ... 

and a dog. :oD







