I am Nuts....

We already knew I was nuts.....but now it's completely provable and out there for everyone to see. Ron blames my sister. While visiting Arizona, we enjoyed watching her two dogs play together. So I, of course, thought, "OH! Winston needs a brother! A little doggy to be friends and play with!"

yeah.....sure he does.

I also thought my sister's little Yorkie was super cute. And a Yorkie would be such a cute little brother to a Schnauzer....because they can't be an obnoxious breed at all! ;) (For the record, my sister's Duchess is such a cute little toe nibbler!)

So I started looking at the local online classifieds every so often.....and found something....and acted.....possibly rashly....

Yep.

Nuts.

Meet Winston's new "little brother", Willoughby. (You ask if he is named after the Jane Austen Sense & Sensibility character? Why yes, he is, although hopefully he won't be a love 'em and leave 'em rouge.) I thought since Yorkshire Terriers originated in England, that of course he needed a proper English name. The longer and more pompous the better.

The meeting went well. We met over on the church lawn in a "neutral" location. Winston was wondering what the heck was wrong with this little spastic puppy that was jumping all over wanting to play. Then he finally figured out what was going on and joined in....well, tried to! Then Willoughby was wondering what the heck was going on with this giant (to him) dog jumping all over wanting to play. Hopefully as they get used to each other and Willoughby gets older he won't feel overwhelmed. Keep fingers crossed they keep getting along!