We picked up Tre today at around 10:00. At first I think he was a mix of both excited and sad - he kept looking in the back window, saying goodbye to his foster parents. (Who by the way are super awesome.) We stopped by Nick's work so folks there could meet him and then brought him home. He didn't mind the ride home at all, and even slept a little in the car.
Yay, new home!
He met the Kiki first. Their meeting was brief and mostly a blur, but it went well.
Tre met Molly outside and they romped around with the Frisbee for awhile. Well, Molly romped with the Frisbee - Tre just pretty much chased after and around her.
In this picture the frisbee kind of looks like a giant tongue. Flapflap!
Tre says "Hey Nick, the grass is getting pretty tall out here. Hint, hint."
After quite a bit of running and exploring the new yard, Tre was ready to go back inside.
We went back inside and showed Tre his new kennel and doggie bed and the rest of the house.
We also decided on his new name. Cooper!
That was our morning, and now here we are. Cooper is sitting next to me on the couch, chewing on a rawhide and farting. Molly is lying on the doggie bed, also chewing on her rawhide but a bit less gassy - such a lady.
Welcome home, Cooper!
