The black lab that was dumped at the farm has been named Pistol, for now, and is headed to South Dakota to live and attempt to learn how to bird hunt. He will be in good hands up there with a family friend.
The second dog came because Duke went to the groomer (second time in his life, the first was just months ago when I was on maternity leave and we liked the result so much that we took him again). The groomer has a really pretty German Shorthaired Pointer female named Maggie. He happens to also be a really great caterer whom we hired for the dinner at our wedding reception 6 years ago. Knowing Drew and that he likes to bird hunt, he had mentioned months ago about Maggie having puppies and all the hunting bloodlines that run throughout. Flash forward to last week when Drew was in charge of dropping Duke off at the groomer.......and now we have Cotton.
We've had a few "what were we thinking" moments, but he is actually a very sweet and good natured puppy. We probably wouldn't have survived if he wasn't.
He is loved by all, except Duke.....and eventually he may start acknowledging him.
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