Well, it looks as if the dog may be staying with us! Yay! At least that's what WE say. The cat, on the other hand, is quite displeased.
Now realize, since we haven't yet taken him to the vet for a checkup, the dog hasn't come into the house. Still, the cat is annoyed he is out on the porch. So annoyed she hopped up on top of the refrigerator. The only other time she's done that is when we've had a house filled with people!
Anyway - we've been trying to decide what to call the dog. Buster was our first thought, then Atticus (from To Kill a Mockingbird), then Mr. Darcy.
Hubby thought to put them all together and call him B.A.D - but that idea didn't last long. We held a contest on Facebook and Atticus was the clear winner. But we did as one friend suggested and called him, to see what he would respond to.
And that, my dear friends, was Mr. Darcy! The only name he came running to! So we have a very redneck looking dog who thinks he is a British Gentleman!
And no, we didn't tell him Mr. Darcy's first name is Fitzwilliam!
