Meet Scout.

I have just realized that while most of my Facebook followers have seen my little buddy Scout very few of blog followers have. I have mentioned him in several comments and decided that it’s time to put a face with the name. So here’s Scout’s story.

My wife and I had been on vacation for a little more than a week and when we got home she decided to check the front porch for an expected delivery. What we found instead was this half-starved puppy. He was in pretty rough shape. He was malnourished and full of parasites. We think that he may have been abused at one point because of his behavior. He had dug up the flowers out of the flower pot and made himself a little bed on the front porch. I told Angie that if he was there in the morning we were keeping him and sure enough he stayed the night. There was a quick trip to the vet to get rid of the parasites and get him back to health and he’s been with us ever since. He’s pretty smart, we had him house broken in a few days. Now he spends his days with his new family watching Star Trek on TV.

Of course as smart as he is this also means that now he thinks he can mind meld like a Vulcan.

Our thoughts are one. You must share your peanut butter sandwiches. It’s only logical to feed the dog.

Scout is a ladies man.

Mostly, Scott just spends his time resting or playing with toys. He’s a very spoiled doggie now!

12 thoughts on “Meet Scout.

    1. I can’t imagine life without him. He’s stretched out on the leg rest of my recliner right now.
      At first I thought I might get him trained as a S.A.R. dog. I have worked with him a little by allowing him to play hide and seek with my nephews but I could never let him be out of sight in the woods.

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