They hate us for our freedom
Tara and I got a new puppy today. Meet Winslow. Or Tong Tong. We can’t decide what to call him. Help us decide between the two names.
We were going to call him Gorby, but that mark on his forehead faded away already so that name wouldn’t make any sense.
He’s been in our lives exactly 3 hours now and we are totally smitten with him. He is only eight-weeks old. He’s an overdose of cute and he hops like a frog. But we can’t decide on what to call him. We’ve narrowed it down to two names:Winslow and Tong Tong. Which do you like better? Tell us in the comments.
(Here is a picture of his “older brother” (AKA our other dog Paul AKA “Jude Law” (don’t ask). Paul has been amazing so far, super sweet. He’s been king of the hill (a super-spoiled pooch he is) for seven years now, so this could have come as a shock. So far so great. He even brought in his toys and laid them down next to Winslow/Tong Tong. How cute is that? Maybe he was just trying to con me into giving him lots of treats, but it sure worked.)