Sleepy Dudley = Good Dudley

Usually, Dudley is pretty high-maintenance as far as needing attention and play-time. He's still a puppy, so that's normal. He's also crated when we're at work, so when we get home, he's got lots of pent-up energy. We try to give him two walks a day and play with him, but sometimes he can still get pretty obnoxious.

So when one of our friends brought his dog to visit yesterday (who, by the way, looks like Dudley's long-lost brother... I should have taken pictures!), I was really looking forward to it.  Why? Because last night, he looked like this:

(Please excuse his lack of dignity when it comes to exposing his privates.)

And one day later, Dudley is still affected from a long day of playing. Oh sure, he's been moving around a lot. But only to end up like this:

And this:

And this:

And of course, this:

And I've been able to do the things I need to get done today, without having him barking at me incessantly. It's been glorious.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm starting to think that Mr. Dudley could use a brother or sister. My initial thought is that it would be twice the work for us... but would it actually be less work if they both wore each other out like this?

Pure craziness, or brilliant logic? You tell me.

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!