Goodness, I have so many things to tell you.
Okay, so first of all, Edsel is NOT a Snowflake relative. I just happened to be looking on pet rescue sites this week, and I just happened to see his big-eared self online. Then the next day I looked again, because I was smitten with those earses.
So then, who knows how it happened, next thing you know old Jed's a millionaire and I am filling out an application and they actually checked my REFERENCES and then all of a sudden they called and said, "You can come get this puppy if you want him."
If I WANT him? Have you met me?
So, he was at a rescue place in Mt. Airy, which is about an hour away, and it's the town that Mayberry was based on, from the Andy Griffith Show. Edsel's mom is a white German shepherd, and they think his dad was a Lab. There was a Lab and an Akita hanging around, so they aren't sure who did the deed, but look at him.
So, we schleped out to a city outside Mt. Airy, because the foster mom was nice enough to travel a little, and waited for the dog at this place:
So, the stupid guy who owned the German shepherd mom got all mad that his dog got pregnant. HELLO! How about neutering, you maroon. Or spaying. Whichev. I can never remember who gets what. Still. FIX YOUR DOG. Arsey. Anyway, he didn't want the pups which is how they got to the rescue place.
Edsel is too skinny. He's emaciated, really. I will take him to the vet, but he has been dewormed and had his first shots already.
Anyway, Marvin INSISTED on naming him Mantooth, which I really did not want to do, and I am glad we both liked Edsel.
And guess who else is ticked off? Surprisingly? Henry.
Talu barked like a madwoman when we met her down the street. "Oh, hello, Talu. I just happen to be holding this puppy. What say we all stroll into the house?"
But you know what? After five minutes, she was fine.
Tallulah looks so HUGE and DIGNIFIED all of a sudden!
We all slept together in the same bed, which was a delight.
Oh! And he FETCHES! He already fetches! Tallulah just runs for the ball and then leaps around the yard, keeping it away from you. I am excited to have a dog who fetches.
I guess that is all I have to tell you for now. Marvin is OBSESSED with him, and I can't help but think of what a fussbudget he was about a new puppy. Now he's over there constantly saying, "Ohhh! Oh-hohooo! Look at him! Look at the puppy! Ohhh!"
Okay. That was my puppy report.