Wait...What Was I Saying?: puppy

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Heeeere's Chewie!

Yes, I am sure he is really missing all those loud, yappy puppies at the breeder.

And he never has any fun. See?

Let's take another look at little Chewbacca in that last pose:

Now take a look at a Star Wars AT-AT walker (and imagine it laying on its side in the same position as Chewie above):

Is it just us or is there a real similarity? Scott thinks giving him a Star Wars related name was providential :)

Monday, February 28, 2011

Fitting In

We're pretty sure Chewie has adapted to his new family. What do you think?

I had flashbacks this morning to when I had toddlers, as Chewie sat whining in his carrier while I took a shower. I wonder if he would prefer an Exersaucer? :)

Friday, February 25, 2011

Say Hello to My Leettle Friend!

(Everyone knows that the title of this post should be read with an accent, right?)

We have a new member of the family. Allow me to introduce...

Chewbacca Hughes. But we call him Chewie.

(Don't you just love that little Superman pose puppies do?!)

Chewie is a Schnoodle (1/2 mini Schnauzer, 1/2 mini Poodle), which means he does not shed and is hypoallergenic. This is key when three out of four members of your family suffer from seasonal and/or all year round allergies. (I'm looking at you, Scottie.)

How did we pick his name, you ask? Well, Scott and I picked him out at the breeder last week and brought a picture home to show the kids. We put his picture up on the big TV and told the kids to focus on his face and tell us what name they thought would work.

Will took about five seconds and then pronounced, "Chewbacca." And that was it. Of course he added that, "We could call him Chewie or Fuzzball or Walking Carpet because that is what people in Star Wars called him, too!" Ah, the child loves the classics, what can I say?

Eliza Grace did offer up Hagrid, which was given serious consideration. But eventually all four of us agreed upon Chewie.

Unfortunately, I have already called him Lucy twice and Saber, the neighbor's dog, once. Scott said he has called him Will once, too. And I find it too easy to call him Chew-chew. Little fella may be a tad confused.

Needless-to-say, we are all smitten with our new pup and we are fairly certain he is down-right pleased to be hanging with us. I just know Lucy is looking down from heaven at her little brother with a happy little bark!

Hanging with my Pops