Blast from the past

This is Watson at a mere five weeks. I feel that the top picture demostrates why he started off as Possum.

Weekend recap

This is Watson trying out the puppy Kong. I have never met a dog before who was so uncertain about peanut butter! I'm sure Banjo will convince him it's the best thing ever soon enough. Also, yes, I did vacuum yesterday. Why do you ask?


And this is what happens most of the time that I try to take a picture of him. We'll just pretend that I was trying to take a picture of his lovely coat.

Photos aside, we had a lovely weekend. We had several walks on Saturday, and figured out that a three foot leash allows plenty of space for slack but keeps him from tying himself up, bolo style, and falling over. He and Banjo spent a good chunk of time hanging out in the yard checking out the landscaping. (AKA eating much grass, any apparently being none the worse for it twenty-four hours later.)

First trip to the vet

We took Watson to visit the fine folks at Emmerson Animal Hospital here in lovely Dorchester. He was downright suspiciously well behaved! Didn't make a peep, charmed everyone totally, happily ate his treats. All he needed was a bordatella booster - everything else was up to date, and he's perfectly healthy. Also, he's 19.8 pounds. I think he may be getting noticeably bigger with every passing day...

I think he knows when you're taking a picture...

He's totally behaving like a fabulously house-trained dog. Good boy! He barks at the door and picks up the leash when he wants out. Also, we think his new name is Watson. The doctor is in!

Singing in the rain...

Well, we've taken a nice long walk in the rain. Possum is not totally convinced concerning: leashes, harnesses, the safety of crosswalks, the intentions of other people on the sidewalk, or Banjo's habit of sniffing everything rather than eating it. But I have great faith that I'll win him over sooner or later.

Canine introductions...

Home!

This dog is all nose!

On our end of the transport!

With Alpha Dog Transport

Doesn't he look like he's in good hands?

On his way to the truck

Here's looking at you, kid...

Possum is still in Tennessee. He'll get put onto the transport tonight, and we meet him tomorrow. Long trip for a small dog! More updates as we have 'em...

Dinner time!

These photos are by Jim, one of Possum's foster folks.

How could anyone resist this face?

This is the first picture we saw of the little guy, on the PAWS website*. Far, far away in Byrdstown, Tennessee. And we're in Boston! But the website says not to let distance stop you, so we crossed our fingers and hoped for the best.

Tell me he doesn't look just chock full of personality :)

Since then, I've seen many more pictures of Possum*, taken by his fabulous foster folks, Loretta and Jim. I'll definitely be posting more of these.


*http://www.pickettpaws.org
**His name is Possum right now. Awesome Possum, we say. We'll choose a name on Saturday when we bring him home!