I can’t believe it is Sunday evening. I need a few more days! If only tomorrow were a holiday…. WAIT, it is! But my company doesn’t take a holiday… which means I work. Urgh!

My date went well. This fellow was very attractive. I couldn’t help wondering what could possibly be wrong with him for him to be on eHarmony.

Little Bo Bo is sleeping in his crate in the kitchen. He is such a sweetie pie! As you know, yesterday we expected to adopt a chihuahua but had no luck. Lisa was absolutely destroyed. I felt so horrible for her. This morning I decided I would get her a dog no matter what! I brought up Philly.com and searched the classified ads for puppies. The first one I noticed was a Japanese Chin. I remembered that when Lisa first started researching dogs, the Japanese Chin was very high on her list. I called the number on the ad and spoke to a very nice fellow. He said there were 2 boy dogs left and we could stop by today if interested. I told him I would call him back. Lisa was still sleeping and so I woke her up and told her about the Japanese Chin. As I was telling her, the phone rang and it was the guy from the one shelter we spoke to yesterday. They had a chihuahua and they were showing it at Petsmart at 11:00. We immediately got ourselves ready and headed out to Petsmart. As soon as we got there, a little girl grabbed the chihuahua and exclaimed, “You’re my baby now!!!!” Darn it! Foiled again. A woman walked by holding a Japanese Chin dog. Lisa and I started talking to her and she let us hold him and it just felt right. Now this dog wasn’t for sale but it gave us the feeling that maybe we should go visit that guy with the Japanese Chins from Philly.com. I called him up and he gave us directions. An hour and a half later we are outside of Lancaster, PA, passing horse and buggies and Amish families wearing capes and straw hats walking along the dirt road. We pulled up in front of a little farm house. A man was sitting on the porch and he waved us over. We went into his kitchen and met his wife and their 3 adult Japanese Chins. The dogs were beautiful and regal. The two little puppies were just the cutest little things in the entire world. One was lemon and white, the other black and white. The little Oreo one was the runt of the litter but he demonstrated quite a unique personality. Lisa picked him up and he quickly nuzzled his face against her chest.
“Is that your baby, Lisa?” I asked.
“This is my baby!” she replied.
We paid for the dog and she gave us his papers and some puppy chow and sent us on our way. Little Beauregard sat in my lap as Lisa maneuvered along the dirt roads, passing the horse and buggies. As we drove, we tried to come up with a name.
“Maybe we can call him Camargo, that was the name on their barn,” I said.
“That is an ugly name!”
“Well, how about an Amish name like Jebediah.”
“Or Isaiah”
“Or Enos!” As soon as Enos was out of my mouth I started thinking about the Dukes of Hazzard and I said, “BEAU! Beauregard!”
“And we can call him Bo Bo! Just like Howie Mandel in that silly movie where he was raised by wolves.”
And that was that– our Japanese Chin became Bo Bo.
Instead of going straight home, we went to Petsmart and bought some chew toys, puppy pads, and a crate. Back at the Donna villa, Little Beauregard immediately made himself at home by pooping in the hallway. He then sniffed all over and fell asleep.

It’s too late to say I hope we are ready for the responsibility. At this point we just have to step up to the plate and be good parents.

With that said… I leave tomorrow night for Chicago.