Yesterday Rob and I went for a 2 hour drive to select our newest family member. I still miss T.C. every day but I finally feel ready for a new puppy to love. We are thinking we might name him Dexter but it is not final yet. The breeders son was calling him "Mo" which was short for mohawk. You can see why if you look at the top of his head. He has two conflicting cowlicks and his fur naturally makes the little ridge on his forehead. I even tried brushing it out and it doesn't want to go away.
They won't be able to go home for a couple more weeks yet because they are only 4 weeks old. We are scheduled to pick him up the day after Thanksgiving. Let the nights of little sleep and chasing him around the house begin.