The Refugee

I really am a softy when it comes to dogs. There's no way for me to plausibly deny that. So yesterday when I went to Petsmart and found that the shelter was looking for holiday foster homes for some puppies, I couldn't say no to this guy:

Meet Lance, a 4 month old black labrador puppy. He's cute as cute, and playful but rather mellow for a puppy. Unfortunately he isn't house trained yet and his bladder seems to be the size of Rhode Island (he pees A LOT) but so far he isn't doing too bad. He is very patient and loves to play. In fact, he's quite the goofball:

The other dogs aren't sure what to think of him yet. They question my sanity, bringing a puppy into the house. But so far they are all getting along just fine. The trick is keeping Josh from getting too attached (and me, I'll admit). Josh loves labs. He's cute, but he isn't ours to keep. We have to take him back to the shelter after the holidays (in about 3 weeks), where, hopefully he will get adopted into a nice permanent family! I don't think he will have too hard a time. He is such a suck-up!