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Monday
Jun012015

Newest Member of the Family

Mum's friend, Tim has a Dad. Mr Harris (the Dad) has a little dog called Boy. Mr Harris is getting older now and needs more help to get around and do things so he's moving house to somewhere with more help.

Which means, lucky us, Boy is coming to live with us! We will be his Mr Harris for as long as he likes. We're adding a 'd' to his name and live in hope Boyd can teach Orson not to be such a big dumb dork! 

Tim bought Boyd over to our place with his blanket, his chair and his little igloo. He seemed interested in what was going on and probably thought he was just on a great big adventure. Orson was pretty happy to have a pal to chase and play with. After Tim left, we all had a cuddle and chat on the couch. Orson was well behaved, which was very unusual! Boyd was happy to potter around and look at things. Before bed, we let him outside, with Orson to pee - he explored outside for a little while then came back inside and hopped straight into his igloo.  In the morning, we all snuggled on the couch to watch cartoons.

 

Boyd has fitted in to our family really well. He's a bit naughty when you call him, cause he doesn't come back but he LOVES going for walks, on his leash and we do let him off leash at the dog park - it seems to be the ONLY place he WILL come back to you when he's called! He chats to the other Jack Russells and generally stays out of Orson's wily whippet way (he can run very, very fast!) unless there is someone else they can both chase. He likes splashing in the creek and running through the mud (Mum's favourite!) unlike Orson, who can leap all the way across the creek keeping his bony toes, dry.

He knows how to slip through the fence at Nana and Papa's but he always trots back, happy as Larry even though he gets told off by Mum! Papa has fixed the little hole in the fence so hopefully he wont go for a bushwalk next time we're there!

He's funny when he chases Orson in the backyard, because NO ONE can catch Orson. So Boyd, barks at him every time he whips past and the barking gets angrier and angrier when he realises  he can't ever catch him.

 

Thanks Mr Harris, we promise to take care of him just as you have. And thanks Tim and thanks Sarah for trusting us with your fur brother. We think he's going to be pretty happy here. :-)