Hooper, this is the internet. Internet this is Hooper.
As Rockgrrl can tell you, Sean and I obsess over the movie JAWS and have vowed to name all of our pets and children after the characters of the movie (some think that marks us as crazy, but I think of it more as “quirky” really.) We struggled between naming him Hooper or Quint, and although I love the name Quint it seems more suited for a surly drunk than a exuberant puppy.
At the end of last September, we adopted Brody (a two-year old Siberian husky). It was my fondest Halloween wish to dress Brody up as a police dog, I was going to wear a full-body Styrofoam shark outfit, and we were going to be a scene from JAWS. But, as fate should have it, Brody wanted to use the cats as chew toys. We couldn’t abide by that so Brody had to go back to the Rescue Group from whence he came three days before Halloween. That’s ok, no one ever gets my well-thought out Halloween costumes anyway.
Although… if we can get Hooper to wear some eyeglasses, a curly wig, and a beard we can get him to look like Richard Dreyfuss and my brilliant idea might still work…
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hooray!
OMG – You got a puppy! You’re one of us now (The Dog People). How did the cat’s take it?
Please tell me that you KNOW that Labs are puppies until they are like 5 years old. But, they are sweet, loyal, fun, cuddly, and great wth kids (and then you can again become one of us – The Baby People).
So I guess that makes me one of te Cat-Dog-Baby people, right? Oh, and then there is the fish, the coffee, the blogging…..
Oh, PS: We have a Tri-color Shark in our Tropical Fish Tank names Jaws. When he swims past, I often think of you :)
Rockgrrl I pray that you still think “hooray” when Hooper has to accompany me to our thing Monday the 30th because Sean will still be in NJ and the little bugger FREAKS when he’s in the crate. It’s not just sad whining either, it’s full-body-slaminging-move-the-crate-across-the-floor-while-his-little-24lb-body-is-still-in-it kind of freaking. I’m working on it, but I don’t know how fast he’s going to take to being crated. Soon, I hope, because I am DYING for some good calamari and Buca’s didn’t do it for me.
Cara The cats are… not too pleased. But Katie does love her some dog food and Payton does come up to Hooper sometimes when he’s sleeping to sniff him, and, well, I haven’t seen Joey for two days. Other than that, they’re not as excited. I do think that after a couple of weeks everyone will settle in nicely.
You do know that when you call yourselves “The Baby People” it translates to me as “The Pod People,” right? If you’ve never seen Invasion of the Body Snatchers you should, it’s damn creepy. It’s just about as scary as the thought of me having a kid and becoming “A Pod Person.”
Oh yes, Jaws. I do believe you’ve mentioned him to me once or twice before. ; )
Can you also get him to puke at an autopsy scene? Now that would be the shit!
(ADORABLE little dog by the way…. puppies make me go all fuzzy inside)
Sure, but only if we do it at your house. :)
Thank you… he’s so much fun!
Awwww, Sausy… He’s a cutie! :)
I just looked at the other pictures you have of Hooper. Sweet.
Thanks, he’s just as sweet as he looks. :)
That’s too funny….we have a yellow lab named Hooper too! For exactly the same reason! We recently started looking to adopt his brother, who will be named….you guessed it….Brody! :)