Oh Captain My Captain

This is kind of a roundabout story, so just hang on until the end.

First of all, this is a conversation we've had with Dutch a lot lately:
Mom/Dad: Do you want another dog?
Dutch: Yes.
M/D: Do you want a little dog or a big dog?
D: Little dog.
M/D: Do you want a girl dog or a boy dog?
D: Boy dog.
M/D: What would you name your dog?
D: Captain.

Here's a different story:
Chris's co-worker Joan's partner RuthAnn (got that?) rescued a dog from Redwood Road a few weeks ago. It was a little white Maltese/poodle mix (which I learned today are called malti-poos). They named him Buddy and took him home to get him cleaned up, checked up, and up-to-date on all his shots. They put a pound or two on his scrawny frame, neutered him, and made sure he was 100% healthy.

Then Joan asked Chris if we wanted him.

Joan and RuthAnn already have 3 little dogs and couldn't keep Buddy on a permanent basis. Chris asked me what I thought and we decided to give him a trial run at our house after Dutch started school and after Joan and RuthAnn got back from a camping trip.

Last night we picked him up. Dutch immediately started calling him Captain and gave him a big hug and said, "I wuv you, Captain."

So, now he's at our house. His official name is Captain Buddy so it will (hopefully) be an easier transition from Buddy to Captain. So far it's been okay. He's SUPER snuggly which both Dutch and I love. He's had one accident in the house (not bad for a boy dog) and he ran away. Apparently he can slip through the slats of our fence in the front yard. Right after I found him we went to Petco and bought him a tether and lead so he can be outside with minimal supervision and not run away.

We've decided to reserve judgement for one week. Then we'll decide whether to keep him or ask Joan and RuthAnn to find a new home for him. Wish us luck!