More Poo Poo Adventures of The Pandemic Puppy

 January 13, 2021

   An update on the pandemic puppy front:

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The Poo Poo Adventures of Pandemic Puppy

   Kathy said an amazing thing to me today, "I think I'm too old to have a dog." She was being facetious, of course, as she is wont to do, but her brutal honesty—in the midst of yet another poo poo incident— is so damn breathtaking it makes me love her more than ever. She has a point though. Actually, both of us are TOO OLD to have a puppy. One of the podcasts on raising a puppy warns that you should be prepared to care for your pooch for about 15 years, or you shouldn't consider getting one. Well, let's see, I'm 74 now, so that means I will be taking care of this dog when I'm 89? Is that right? Could that flippin' be right?

   Of course it is.

   Kathy took the pooch to the vet this morning and I took a photograph of them in the car, but Kathy later noted we put the dog in the crate upside down, (the crate, not the dog). Oh, boy.

Pandemic Pooch in Car Carrier Upside Down

   As for the name of the pandemic pooch, two of our favorite grandkids came up with "Rocko Leafy" which is hilarious, but Kathy and I just couldn't get our tongues around that funny and fractured nombre. It will make a great family story but we finally settled on "Vente Vente Uno" or "Uno" for short (Kathy came up with it in the shower last night). He is a 2021 dog in a 2020 world (he was actually born in November of 2020 but you get what I mean). One of the books says he will be in this Baby-Pooping-All-The-Time stage for 56 more days. Wish us luck.

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