Excuse me while I vibrate right out of my skin

The Doberman I've been looking at? I get to meet him today. EEEE!!! Of course, I don't get to bring him home for at least a month, but still, I get to meet him!

Yeah, doggie!

So the visit with Zeus went well. He's such a darling! Very, very mellow dog. Walks well both on and off leash. Calmly tolerated being dragged every which way by the foster family's grandson. Despite the previous injury to his leg, he walks very well. Can't run as well, but that's okay. I'd like to do maybe some obedience and rally, which don't require him to run really fast. He could stand to lose some weight, but that's about it. (Right now, he's so chubby that he looks a little like a dobie head attached to a lab body).

I'm still trying to decide if I'll change his name or keep it as Zeus.

And, for some humor,:

Dogs Are From Pluto; Cats Are From Uranus


Dogs go outside. Cats go inside. In a box. Then they kick perfumed gravel all over the room.

Dogs speak. Cats rumble.

Dogs beg. Cats jump on the table, and make one sandpaper-tongued swipe at the stuffed turkey in front of the horrified guests who insist they don’t mind, only to dispatch their servings of turkey into their napkins.

Dogs love people. Cats love themselves.

Dogs fetch. Cats wait for it to come to them.

Dogs have a knowing look of apology when their misdemeanors are brought to their attention. Cats have the vacant look of a killer.

Dogs welcome their masters home with leaps of pure joy. Cats skulk in the corner until they hear the whir of the can opener.

Dogs come when called. They understand hundreds of commands. Cats never come when called. They climb trees and forget how to get down.