Meet Cuatro

Sunday afternoon after breakfast at Mama's and a movie with the kids, we were headed to Roller Bomb to book birthday parties when our lives were forever changed...again. On the corner were boys and their dads with little baskets with something in them. Of course, as usual, the kids had to pull over to see them, and, as usual, we agreed. What was in the baskets you say?Jack Russell Terriers. Precious. Tiny. Perfect. NOT what we need! We have three dogs, remember?!! I said, "Oh, I love them. So sweet! Let's go." Joey said, "Hey, come over here a minute and let me talk to you." I knew then. He said, "You know, Remingtonsleeps with Kylee, and Chester is just too big to sleep with Blaine. But Blaine has always wanted a puppy to sleep with him. This has to be it." I said ok.

Meet Cuatro. His name is Cuatro, becuase, well,he's number four. Pretty clever, aren't we? He's SO tiny,but we already have big love for him.
And he's already fulfilling the excuse reason we got him.