our new dog

You know JoJo, right?

And GusGus.  Everybody knows GusGus.

 But wait--wait, whose tail-less butt is that?

Okay, there's Jo again.  But who is that other guy with all of the FUR?

Well, let's just note that he does not like having his picture taken.  And he doesn't like lightning either.

Meet Rusty.  Or as Jack calls him, Rustoleum.  Or Rastaman...  He's Danielle's dog.  Jr.'s friend Danielle.  You remember, Danielle--our ski friend?  Jr's friend since jr high?  Great girl who was looking for a place to stay for a while.  So she moved into our basement a couple of weeks ago. Comes with a great dog.  Some people say he's a bit overweight.  (That's his undercoat, Danielle shaves him.)  I prefer to think he's just a bit short.  But he's adorable.  And everybody seems to be getting along fine.  We are going to do our best to teach Rusty to bark at the doorbell, beg for food from the table, and jump up on the furniture...because we're like that.