Is he not the cutest little guy ever? Some of you may recognize him. I have posted photos of him in past blogposts about our Cape Cod visits. But last month, Mr. J moved in with us.
My dear relative found it necessary to move in with another relative in a distant part of the country. Unfortunately, there was no way Mr. J could join her in her new living arrangements. It is so difficult for older people and their animals when life circumstances necessitate goodbyes. There are so many wonderful animals in shelters right now because an elderly owner has passed away, or perhaps had to enter assisted living. It breaks my heart that these people and their devoted pets have to be separated. But this isn't meant to be a downer post. My relative has the peace of mind in knowing that her sweet Mr. J is being loved in his new forever home - with us! The following photos have been taken over the past month.
This was the first photo I took of Mr. J when we got him home. Figures it would have an orb in it (I think I'm the queen or capturing orbs!).. Anyhow, based on the location of the orb, right by Mr. J's rear quarters (oh, heck, I'll just say it - his butt), I think it might be our Mr. O'Malley or Ms. Giz checking out the new addition! After all, that is how dogs greet each other! (For any new readers, Mr. O'Malley and Ms. Giz were the dogs we lost several years ago, pictured on my sidebar.)
Second picture. Mr. J getting into belly rub pose. Since that was Mr. O'Malley's FAVORITE thing, I'll bet that orb was him telling Mr. J that I give GREAT belly rubs!
This was taken in November... Mr. J getting used to his new yard. He was also desperately in need of a good bath and grooming, but a highly recommended groomer was booked a month out, so he had to sport his shaggy look for quite some time.
Therefore I took the scissors to the fur that was hanging over his eyes so we could at least see each other! Much better! Just look at that face and that big toothy grin! I think he approves
Mr. J is somewhere between 9 and 11 years old and your guess is as good as mine as to what breeds he has in him! When my aunt adopted him from the shelter a few years ago, his papers listed him as a lhasa apso mix. But he's quite a bit bigger than a lhasa; I think I see a bit of poodle in him maybe?
This is Mr. J waiting for his supper. I was a mean mommy and held his bowl up while balancing the camera to capture this sweet "anticipation" look he wears before breakfast and dinner.
And here he is, after his little belly is full. Now just like our Baby, he looks like the picture of innocence, doesn't he? But just you wait until you see what I came home to today! You'll also get to see him sporting his new haircut...
Oh, and the transition with the cats has been a hoot. I'll fill you all in on how that is going, too!
Till next time...
Till next time...