So somehow Guy talked me into letting us have yet another dog. This makes number 3...yeah. But after we got this one home, I got just as attached to him as the first two. And of course he is very spoiled and lazy. Oh about the name...We couldn't decide on just one name so it took a week or so and the name spiker-rooney finally stuck. The other night he was over at grandma's house with Dallie and it was getting bed time so she sent them home. Spiker-rooney was scared of the dark so he turned right around and ran back in her house...right down the hall to Samantha's bed. And that's where he stayed the whole night, snuggled down under the covers where it was warm and safe.
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