Friday, April 23, 2010

Impulsivity

Trent and I are not impulsive. I think it would rank about 123th on personality descriptions.

We are in graduate school... the ultimate un-impulsive lifestyle.

We have a 30 year fixed rate mortgage. And you should have seen the spreadsheets that accompanied that decision.

But this month has been hard. Our dear Sadie passed away. Our relationship went through a bit of a rough time. Our most lovely friend continues to fight an unfair foe.

So we've decided to let a little impulsive joy into our world.

His name is Pilot.


Trent went by casually to the shelter and fell in love with this little fella. I went in the next day, and he came home with us. He is a 4 month old hound mix, incredibly snuggly and makes us deliriously happy. Why not?

He is spoiled beyond belief already, and has already had breakfast and dinner with us at Weaver St (and been played with by all the cute free range kiddos in Carrboro) and studied with Trent at the coffee shop next to the bike shop. Our goal is to expose him to as much as possible and enroll him in every puppy class available. He is learning potty training quickly and is nearly 100% with "sit." Lots of work to do...

but oh goodness... nothing heals your heart like puppy snuggles.

9 comments:

Sara said...

I'm so sorry to hear about Sadie. I'm glad you found such a cute outlet for some impulsivity! He is a lucky pup to have ended up with you!!

Anonymous said...

What a cutie!

Anonymous said...

From Emily (whose phone us being lame)

Lesley said...

you can't go wrong loving this little guy

Emily said...

Is that e-z cheeze on top of his crate?

Lesley said...

they loved the canned cheese, best training treat ever :)

Haley v. :-) said...

Glad you found a 4 legged friend to love and happy he found such a loving home. You guys are precious!

Anonymous said...

Trent & Jean:
Pilot is truly adorable!
Love,
Uncle Sonny & Auntie Carla

MissScientistSF said...

Thanks everyone! He is a blast so far, first trip to the forest today and was a champ. The can is the liver version of cheezwhiz... even grosser? We fill his kongs with it.