It’s a boy! On Wednesday we adopted an eight month old puppy. He’s a lab-dachshund cross, and as cute as ever. He’s also amazingly well behaved. He doesn’t bark, even at other dogs that are barking their heads off. His only ‘weakness’ is that he loves to meet new people, so whenever we pass by someone outside, he alway tries to run towards them. Oh, and he ate a dead frozen bird the first time I took him for a walk. We tried giving him a potty mat just in case while we were gone. He didn’t potty, but he chewed the mat to shreds. He did find my slippers once too, but they escaped with no more damage than some puppy drool. Without further adieu, I give you Scooter: