So we bought a dog.
We were spending one last family day with my sister before she went of to college and we ended up rescuing a black lab/german short hair pointer mix.
We named him Finn Strider. (Strider from LOTR and Finn from AT).
He is so sweet and full of energy and we are learning more and more from him over these last two weeks.
AND his howl is so sad and sounds like a werewolf!
Today we decided to go to IKEA to get some things to send to my sister for a care package and just other things for her dorm room. After IKEA, we went to lunch and this obviously took a few hours. -IKEA is a magical place, very easy to get lost in.
When we returned, we heard frantic barking and we saw Finn, out of his kennel.
It might be important to tell you in this part of the story that we do not let Finn have free reign of the house yet. When he is in the house, he is either in his kennel or on a leash heading to his kennel. Finn spends the rest of the time on the patio (with someone outside with him).
Back to my story--- Finn somehow got out his kennel and broke our neighbor's glass dish of curry they gave us, chewed up part of a chord by the computer, ate my dad's leather shoe, a gift bag, a textbook, and a large container of dog treats. Plus much more. Our house was a mess. When we went to see how he got out of his kennel, it was still locked! We think he is an animagus. There is no other way he could have escaped other than morphing into a human, unlocking the cage, walking out, and locking the cage again, and morphing back into a dog before we returned.
Yeah, so not much else happening. Bye!