My son is in love.
This is his new best friend Buddy. Buddy is an Australian Shepherd/Border Collie mix of about four months of age. If I understand the progression correctly, Buddy was one of a litter my nephew’s girlfriend’s dog had. BIL Mikel didn’t feel Buddy was getting enough attention at their abode and anyway, it was love at first sight for him and Thomas.
My mantra for several years has been “Nothing Else That Eats or Poops”. Obviously I’ve made (yet another) exception.
But not without conditions. This dog is wholly and completely Thomas’s responsibility. He is charge of feeding, training and policing the dog. He must bear the expense of registering and keeping the dog healthy. He must also keep Buddy safe and that means providing a dog run in the backyard, a not inexpensive undertaking.
Thomas of course agreed instantly and unconditionally. And so far things have gone well. Buddy is actually a fairly calm dog and is learning fast to listen to Thomas. In the past couple of days he’s stood at the back door to be let out instead of pooping beside Auggie’s kennel and when he runs free, he nearly always runs toward Thomas instead of away.
Best of all, he’s made Thomas happy. I’ve never experienced the phenomenon of a boy and his dog and I must say it’s a powerful thing.