Mr. Finn

Last weekend we made an uexpected trip out to Fayetteville, Tennessee to bring home a member of our family. 

This was unplanned on Hoyt's part- totally planned on my part. :) You see, I've been wanting to get a dog for years now and since we finally have a house with a fenced in back yard it is TIME. So I looked for months, even downloaded the Petfinder App! and started my search. 

So Friday night I looked through adoptable pets (like I usually do) and came upon a new entry, a new sweet face. One I've never seen before on petfinder:

(Golden Mix?, 6wks., male) Something in my gut told me that this was our puppy. His little face!! But considering it was 11pm at night when I had this realization no one was too excited. So I called the shelter first thing in the morning and asked if the 2 puppies were still available- (mainly hoping it would be 'now Finn', #100)and she said that "someone had just come in and adopted the last brother" ( I gasped) She continued, "So... #100 IS the only one left!!! And since his brother left, weelll, he lookin' real sad! Like he's gone into a deep depression."

I put the phone down immediately and yelled WE GOTTA BOOK IT! while I raced everyone out the door to go to Fayetteville, an hour and a half away. The whole way there Hoyt is like "WHAT in the WORLD are we doing???" But once we arrived Hoyt saw that little puppy face and fell in love immediately.

I cradled him all the way home...

To think someone could neglect a face like this is beyond me!

But we are just so happy to be able to take him home and share life with us.  Which apparently involves:

Bath time, Finley!

Chew time, always.

Impossible scolding that involves this heart breaking face:

Sleeping on his back, always. 

 Following me around like a shadow. Everytime I move I hear this little scuffle right behind me. 

Not like I can talk! The other morning I found myself sitting on the kitchen floor with Finn teaching him about breakfast.

"This is cereal, Finley! This is what HUmans eat for breakfast. I put blueberries in mine but you can't eat blueberries."  

Look at his face- he's like please. stop. talking.

He has been such a good puppy so far. Sweet as can be...

I can't get enough of him and his precious wittle face and puppy breath!!!! It'll make a grown man cry. 

Needless to say- I'm in love

A BIG THank YOU to Lincoln County Humane Shelter for taking him in and nursing him back to health. To contact them or see what other animals are available click here

Finn, I have SO much to do today but guess what- I'm going to waste about 30 minutes just sitting here staring at you. Ok? Cool.