Wednesday, November 22, 2006 | 8 comment(s)
'Twas the Night Before ThanksgivingWhen all through the house,
a new creature was stirring,
but he wasn't a mouse.
So, of course, we named him Jorge.
We actually named him after our former neighbor, George, who was a single (as in, never married) retired man living in a condo next to us. He didn't own a dog of his own, but he walked a golden retriever named Cody that lived on our street. He was a curious fellow (in both the interesting/strange way and neighborly/inquisitive way) and Meg and I gave him the nickname "Curious Jorge." When we were moving out, George brought us a going away gift. It was two posed portraits of Cody.
Jorge has changed our lives. He can be a little bit of a pain in the ass sometimes, and we are definately less flexible than we were before. No more running off to the gym or to happy hours after work without a LOT of coordination. On a daily basis we go through negotiations on who will be on "morning duty" and then who will be on "evening duty." We try to stagger our departures to work by about an hour to try to minimize Jorge's time alone. A collegue pointed out: "So you're basically reducing the time you and Megan spend together so you can reduce the time Jorge's at home alone, huh?" Well you could put it that way, I guess, but we prefer not to think of it in those terms.
Jorge is basically a nose, a mouth, and a stomach, with a little bit of dog wrapped around it. He is extremely food oriented. This has been a good thing and a bad thing. Good in that he is pretty trainable. The coolest thing we've taught him to do is to let himself in through the back door and to then turn around and close the door behind him (it's a REALLY great party trick).
On the down side, he howls anytime a firetruck rolls by our house (which is often since we live a block away from a firehouse), ocassionally he barks in the middle of the night (we believe) because there's a racoon that lives somewhere in our backyard, and he likes to wake up early, and shake his head so vigorously that his ears clap (which then wakes us up).
But it's all been worth it. He is a joy in our lives and we feel lucky to have such happy and friendly dog.
Warning: The slide show you are about to see is disgustingly cute.
You have been warned.
To see our boy, Jorge, Click Here.