By This Time Tomorrow

I should have a dog. Went to the pound today and found six that were awful cute and about the right size, shape, and age. Narrowed it down to two: a boxer mix and a yellow lab mix. Then, on Sunday mom, dad, and I met another dog that one of mom's friends doesn't have room for (looks like a beagle/boxer mix). While I like all three, I really like the lab mix. She's about fifty pounds, which is about ten more than I was looking for, but she's my favorite.

As per mom's suggestion, I'm "sleeping on it," but by the time we left the animal shelter I'd made up my mind and I imagine it'll change. When it comes to these types of decisions, I tend to know when I've decided and I really don't change my mind afterward. But, there's no harm in waiting until tomorrow morning.

Meanwhile, we're trying to get the invisible fence to work and I picked up dog supplies at the store this morning. A quick run-through of the house tomorrow to do some dog-proofing (like moving the kitchen trash to beneath the sink vs. beside the fridge) and we're in business.

Now, I just need to decide if my ideal dog name, Sherman, really fits the dog I'll be getting or if a back up name might be required.