How could we say no, to this face?
This is Stewart. His name is of Scottish/English origin and means keeper of the house OR steward or manager of a household or estate. Quite appropriate it seems for a dog who’ll hopefully watch over our farmstead whenever we are away.
So far he’s not only handsome, but of excellent disposition, and eager to please. He cried a bit his first few nights here, but he is already settling right in, learning Fergus’s quirks and that kitties are a big no-no!
Here Fergus is thinking, good golly, I was never that goofy!
At any rate we now have our hands full again, potty training for starters!
It was another “meant-to-be” situation with the dog. We’ve discussed to death what exact breeds we would be interested in, and finally determined to hold out for a very specific Rottweiler, German Shepherd mix.
J happened to look at petfinders.com… lo and behold here was a litter, right in our area at the Alternative Humane Society, specifically both parents mixed of those two breeds. They wanted us to come by the next day and see them at a place not more than 2 miles from our house. Stewart was the last pup they had, but was the least dominant of them all, which is exactly what we were after.
Maybe Fergus does have a little goofy left in him!
***This next photo is not for the faint of heart, so consider yourself warned! ***
J had a fatty lipoma removed from her arm this Tuesday. It’s been pretty painful, but had to be done before it got any larger. Here’s her arm in all it’s painful glory! It’s feeling better today finally. They are biopsying the lump, just in case, but quite certain it is benign. The surgeon will take that bandage off after 5 days.
It makes me hurt just looking at it!