Well, the wait is finally over. Today I went and found Lenny. He is an Australian Shepherd and was born August 19th. Like we needed another August birthday. I am taking the fact he was born the day after Bridget's birthday as one of many signs that he is the right dog for me. He is 1 of 7 pups and rivals one of the females for being the prettiest of the litter. His owner is retired military, the second sign that I have chosen the right puppy. He was a little standoffish, but was the first one out of the pen and appeared the most curious of the group. The third and final sign that this may be destiny, is the fact he rolled in poop before I showed up. Obviously he knew he would be completely cute even though he was a mess. I will keep you informed on the status. I pick him up October 25th.
