His arrival was unannounced if not unexpected. After Smudge's sudden death, a death that shocked the whole of my family to our core, we allowed a time for grief to pass along with that sense of awful loss.
A little over a week ago Jimbob Badfinger brought a tiny package into our house. A tiny package with a very waggable tail and very piddly habits.
I wanted to call our new family member Mister Boots Widdle, it seemed appropriate. Unfortunately, I was out voted by a huge majority (me against the rest!) and the dog is now known as Wiley. Well, he does have a distinctly foxy look about him.
Russell Cuts the Corn From The Brewers Whiskers.