This little guy was at the animal Shelter in Atwater, about 3.5 hours away. I saw this little face on Thursday evening, texted my boss to ask for Friday off, and drove down to Atwater yesterday. Meet Gilligan, our little buddy. The shelter estimted his age at 1 year and 1 month, mostly based on his teeth.
So much new for him yesterday, but we were pleased to learn that he is house-broken. He even woke us up during the night with one sharp, urgent bark (to go outside). SB has gone off to work this morning, Gilligan and I are snuggling and getting to know each other. He has some learning to do. He is unwilling to jump in or out of a car, so must be lifted. He wouldn't try our steps, so had to be lifted there as well. He needs to learn his name, and to stay, etc. It will come in time.