A New Era

I'm sure you all remember Jericho... you know our first born, slightly hairy, son? Well, recently, David and I have wondered if Jericho was dealing with some doggy depression. He kind of moped around, and kept busy running from Owen's eager hands. We just weren't giving Jericho the attention he deserved. I mean he was certainly getting fed and groomed and stuff- but remember, this is the dog that went everywhere and did everything with us... and he surely wasn't getting that!

Anyway, long story short- we found a new home for Jericho. He is now with a co-worker of mine and her family- her daughter also goes to the same daycare as Aidan and Owen. Jericho also now has a big brother- Jeeps. Jeeps is an Arie Dale (I think that is what he is... although I will have to double check on that.) He is one of the biggest dogs I have ever seen, and the two get along wonderfully. Jericho is about the size of Jeeps' head. I have attached a picture of Jericho and his his new sister and aunt in the first pic, and a picture of his brother Jeeps and his "papa" (grandpa) in the next.




Jericho has really made himself at home in his new home. We went for a visit recently and it was apparent he is well loved and happy. Our home is definitely void the little one. Surprisingly, the boys have not really asked about Jericho until earlier this week when Aidan asked, "Is Jericho getting his hair cut?" (since that is really the only time Jericho wasn't around). We explained again that he is with his new family and he accepted that for what it is and went about his business. So, it seems that everyone is adjusting beautifully. Here's to the little dog that gave us many years of companionship- and to his new life and family!