First Night

Pup-pup came home on a church night. We had absolutely nothing in the house that was meant to take care of a dog. The previous family gave us a little food to get through the night. I felt bad that I had to leave him home by him self. I did a quick check of my back fence, and left him on the back porch. (Screened in patio, Florida style.) The details are a little fuzzy because it has been a while, but I think it was after church, and I came home that I decided to make a toy for him. I took some newspaper, balled it up, and wrapped it in wide clear packing tape. That was his first toy. [Picture to come, if I can find it on my old computer.]

Pup-Pup

About 5 years ago a pre-weaned puppy was found on the grounds of the community center of our housing development. A family took the pup in temporarily and asked the community center staff to ask around for a permanent home. I was there at the time and said I would think about it. Two weeks later I was picking up my daughter from their after school program and they asked me if I had made my decision. I really hadn't, and said I still needed to check with my wife. (She had never owned a dog, and I wasn't sure how she'd feel.) They said that if no-one would take him that he was going to the pound the next day.
I figured I could at least buy him some time, so I agreed to take him home. When the temporary owner gave him to me he had a vet statement where he was named "Pup-Pup".