After giving this much thought Holly and I have decided to become foster parents – with just the two of us in the house (along with Bailey and Lucy) we felt we had room for a new addition. Kids, you ask? No just a 4 year old black lab named Toby. Once you get past the 80 pound big hairy exterior, Toby is a pretty mellow and well behaved dog.
Toby belongs to my younger sister, Marie, but had resided at my mom’s house while Marie was in school, until my mom decided to start travel nursing. My mom could have taken Toby with her but such a big dog in such small confines would not have been a good mix. My brother took care of Toby for the first couple months but wasn’t really looking forward to another stint so we volunteered.
Luckily Toby and Bailey get along very well; Bailey has perfected the art of ignoring other dogs but Toby is really trying to get Bailey to play with him – we’ll see how that goes. Lucy hates all living objects outside our home so it is no surprise she hasn’t taken to him yet.
It has only been a couple days but we’ve found a couple of interesting things about Toby:
- He can jump 5 feet straight up into the air but can’t figure out how to get around a plastic baby-gate.
- He carries around a nasty blanket, then cuddles up with it and sucks on it…yes, like a pacifier.
- He whimpers, then barks, then jumps and barks (in an escalating fashion, and depending on how long you pretend not to hear him) when he wants to go outside.
- He makes every attempt to get outside when you’re not paying attention, but lacks the obedient lab trait when you want him to come back. We haven’t had any jail breaks yet and we hope to keep it that way.
#1 by Holly - January 6th, 2009 at 22:18
“Kids, you ask?” Rapin, you are a total trip.