At the New Year's party,
frankenroc commented that I needed a dog. Now it's no secret that every member of our family misses having a dog since Casey passed away. As a matter of fact, Mom has been looking at puppies recently - a bad habit, for sure.
Well, the process accelerated recently and we got a phone call from her and Dad asking us to clean up the lower floor. It didn't take advanced calculus to figure out what had happened. We battonned down the hatches and sure enough the 'rents arrived home with a new Havanese puppy. He's still taking in the world, but he's clearly curious and playful. We've only tentatively settled on a name, but this one could be Rascal.
There are good photos of him, but I still need to arrange for storage online so... film at eleven.