We had been talking about what kind of puppy we would want to get. We all felt ready to start looking for the dog who would not replace Briggs, but fill the spot in our hearts the same way he did. Lab or collie or lab-collie mix…back and forth we went. Then a friend messaged me on facebook about a dog and Rex found us and filled that spot before we even met him. I just couldn’t get him out of my head. So when I got home that night I told Hubby that I found a dog. We looked at his picture and description. Hubby figured out why I couldn’t stop thinking about Rex. He smiles just like Briggs.
He’s a shepherd mix, beautiful, sweet, knows how to sit and shake his paw. He’s had a couple of accidents in the house, but he’s truly starting to figure it out. We’re starting to figure it out too. We’ve had to reshape our thinking because he’s not Briggs. He’s not driven by food, he has complete control of his bowel, and he can go up and down the stairs. He loves to cuddle, doesn’t like wind, but actually enjoys walking in the rain. We did that last night for two hours (still trying to figure out the poopie schedule). I have said so many euphemisms for poo this week in an attempt to figure out if he has a “trigger” word. I’ve even tried merde.
The boys ADORE Rex. Rex was even the perfect name for our dog. The boys gave him a formal name…Canine-osaurus Rex. And many hours have been spent cuddling with him on the couch.
Our hearts are filled again and we’re enjoying being a dog family again. Even the cats have taken to him. They are staking their territories, but generally it’s been friendly. Tiger guards the door to our bedroom because that’s where he sleeps. Rex just curls up on the couch, or the chaise, or on the floor in the corner of the couch and chaise.
Lab or collie? Nope, Rex. 
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