Meet Dudley.

Well, we finally did it. Much to Phoebe's dismay, we've added a new fur-baby to our family. I can't blame her for feeling betrayed, since I promised her I'd try to hold off on getting a dog for as long as possible. Poor thing has been used to being an only child. But after casually talking about it for quite some time, Luke and I finally decided to make the commitment.

Enter Dudley.

We rescued Dudley from the humane society a couple of months ago. (He had been named Dane by them, but we decided to change it.) He was a stray, and they guessed he was about 6 months old at the time. So he's still a pup, albeit a big one. He was really scrawny when we brought him home--with long, gangly legs and a big, goofy head--but he's starting to fill out now. We're not really sure how big he'll get... I guess we'll just wait and see!

So what kind of dog is Dudley, you ask?  Good question... we like to say he's a super-mix. We've heard everything from boxer to pit bull to great dane to retriever (because of his coat). Feel free to throw in your guesses, too! All in all, whatever he is, it's made for a pretty good dog so far. (Don't get me wrong though - he may look all sweet and cute, but he definitely has an ornery side!)

Okay, I know what you're thinking. Just shut up and show us more pictures of this adorable dog, Amanda!

Don't worry, fellow canine-lovers, this is not the last you'll see of Mr. Dudley!