A rare moment

I was sitting here this evening, opened the blog to start a post and realized I didn't have anything to say. That is a rare occurrence, but it won't prevent me from rambling on long enough to fill up some white space next to these recent pictures.

The pictures are from a former foster. His name was Diego when we had him, and he is now called Tevya. He is probably the goofiest shepherd we've ever had and the only one who can make our Zachary look like a serious, scholarly type. Tevya's new daddy has the same shit-eating grin on his face most of the time and it was clear that they were made for each other.

In the beginning, on more than one occasion he would come home to find that Tevya had shredded his new dog bed. (See, "Adoption Updates," December 16, 2008.) He didn't dump the dog, he just got another bed. Perhaps he gave up with the dog beds because most of the recent pictures have shown Teyva either on a sofa with his head laid on a pillow or on the real bed that he obviously shares with Dad.