Skipper Is Still Here!

Skipper came close to going back to his previous owners last thursday. I opened the garage door and PU it stunk. Then the SPCA came out because someone complained about his howling. But Chad and Caroline gave him a bath and threw out his old blankie (I know, I'm surprised Caroline let that happen, too) and the garage didn't stink anymore. Then we figured out that he doesn't bark if we put him in the garage. He really is a good doggie. He just wants to be with us. Oh, and Chad took him for a ride and he loved it! He knows that I am the one with the treats, because I've been using treats to cut out the barking. His tail wags when he sees me. Kirk, I think, is feeling a little displaced. We're trying really hard not to pay more attention to the dog, but even he has to go see Skipper (pronounced "Skippa" by Kirk) before he goes to school. I still can't believe we have a dog. Atleast, it gives me something to blog about, right!