Jack, our sweet doggie

You all know quite a bit about our adoption process. So I thought I'd take a different direction in this blog. We haven't heard anything new about the adoption, and perhaps this is making us a little stir crazy.

I went out of town for a few days to visit my parents, and, apparently Dave's creative juices were flowing. Our dog has inside and outside toys. When it's rainy, we don't usually walk him, so we have to exercise him somehow. He's a spaniel/lab mix, which explains his obsession with retrieving anything. We love to see his skid across the kitchen floor trying to get traction. My husband jokingly says Jack needs race tires.

In this video, you'll see how amazing my husband has been at training our dog. Oh, and Uncle Todd is a friend of ours that watches Jack for us at times. One day he jokingly called himself Uncle Todd, and it's stuck ever since.

Jack LOVES his squeaky balls. He would be a great hunting dog. In the spring while we rake leaves, we'll throw his ball in a huge pile of leaves, and he'll sniff it out. He also loves to pounce head first in the leaves (and snow).