Mad Dogs and Squeaky Toys

The pups are on a rampage, having pulled apart a stuffed animal and having come up with the squeaky part. Jay runs through the house with the squeaky in his mouth, destroying the big brother dignity that we all praised until now. We heard today that there is another IG out there who may be our new little one's brother; he (the unkown brother) has a broken leg. We are not fostering this guy but also can't help but wonder who will. The closer I get to these guys, the more I worry about the ones who don't have a home. We're looking for a name for the new little guy. I like "Andy" or "Dominoe". He looks like an Andy. He's very young and has a baby face and wiggles around a lot. We're teaching him how to go to bed in that cute way that Jay has...burrowing under the covers and positioning himself in a circle like a good dog. He wants to jump and play and wiggle. He's a precious little guy and we'd be happy to send him to you free of charge. Just kidding.