It looks like I have another huge dog. I let the dogs out this morning and left the back door open to let some fresh air in the house since it warmed up to 45. About an hour later I heard all this barking in the kitchen and went to investigate. It was then I discovered a strange dog just hanging out with the boys. The new dog is an unfortunate looking German Shepherd mix, but appears to be of excellent temperament and in good health, if not a little thin. I some how managed to get him out of the house and spent an hour walking him around the neighborhood asking if anyone recognized him. No one did, so I brought him back home to find out what I could do about him. Unless I want to send him to the pound, I have to keep him for 7 days until the no-kill shelter will take him. I offered a bribe, but they said it was against the law.

Pasha and the new dog seem to be getting on well, but Truck has been his usual jerk self. Truck will not leave my side, as if he is guarding me and attacks Sparky if he gets too uppidity. I keep a bucket of water with me at all times to throw on them if they start fighting. I have to find this dog a home tomorrow, I am getting nothing done. It looks like I won’t be able to go see Win a date with Tad Hamilton tonight. Damn.