Anyone that knows me knows that I have been wanting a dog forever and Mark and I were waiting for the right time to get one. (You know, fenced in yard, time on our hands, work schedules slowing down, etc.) But clearly that was never going to happen, so when our neighbor came by asking us if we were interested in fostering/adopting a little German Shepard puppy, we caved. I have been wanting a German Shepard for as long as I can remember. I can't imagine why anyone would desert this little guy - because he is as cute as can be. We named him Ryman after the Ryman Auditorium, where we have seen all of our favorite shows.
Anyway - it's been so fun having him. Every night we take him for a long walk through the neighborhood and into the golf course so he can run and play. Of course he does wake us up at 5:30 every morning, and there have been a couple of things destroyed (6 different towels shredded to nothingness), and every so often I have to rush home on my lunch break at work to let him out, but overall, we just love having him around. Here are some pictures of the cuteness. Um...I think we are turning into those people!...
sweetest face!
Day 1 - Grandma Miller sent a new toy!
Day 2 - Decapitation...
