I was on my way home from having coffee with a friend, when I saw a "Free Labradoodle Puppies"sign. Normally, I'd drive right on by. This time? My foot had a mind of it's own, and it promptly stomped on the brakes. Thankfully, there was no car behind me!
This little sweetie was the last little guy available. Luke said "go for it". I did.
I'm pretty sure he approves of his new family - he felt at home enough to poop in the car on the way home.
I thought of the name "Packer" on the way home, and quickly dismissed it as silly. The first thing the kids said when I got home? "LET'S NAME HIM PACKER!!"
Packer it is :-)
(hey, it's better than "Pooper" ...photos taken with Clara's ipod)