There's a new dog in town!

After the heartbreaking loss of our little Petey, this little amigo came to join our family. Meet Jorge, the Chihuahua. Is he rocking that winter coat, or what? By day three in our house we had to go invest in a wardrobe for the little guy 'cause SD is cold this time of year! He came from Sioux City Animal Control. As a sweet little four year old the best thing about him is that he is housebroken. Apparently we suck at house training pets after Sadie's (now over, hopefully) two year stint with peeing on our rug. He had been there for months recovering from a nasty case of kennel cough after being found as a stray. We had gone down there to get a Pomeranian only to find out that she had been adopted by another family even though promised to us. Jorge was our consolation prize.

Where did the named Jorge come from you ask? Well, last year when Benji was in the Children's Hospital I met George Lopez, comedian/actor/kidney disease survivor. I thought that he was pretty awesome and it seemed right to name a hispanic dog after him. Sorry though Mr. Lopez, "Jorge" sounds cooler than "George."

Besides, our Schnauzer is named Eddie Murphy Dennison, because he's black and funny, so it only makes sense to keep with the whole race/comedian theme!

And a prize he is! By the end of week one we figured out, by accident, that Jorge understands only Spanish. When I jokingly told him to "Vamanos"........he did. So, we have ate some tacos, rejoiced in the fact that he is not one of those Chihuahua's who sits and shakes all the time, brushed up on our Espanol, and got down to making Jorge part of our family. We got his vet records through his microchip and found out that he has been well cared for medically. Animal Control told us that they contacted his owners to tell them that he was at the shelter and they never came to get him. Why the heck would a family invest hundreds of dollars in a very sweet, loving pet and then never claim him? Their loss, our gain!

We went to the vet a few weeks ago with him to verify that there was a physical reason why he can not bark. Have you seen the movie "Grownups" with the Labradoodle who is going to have his vocal cords severed? Well, according to our vet, Mr. Jorge apparently had his cords surgically altered at some point in his life. So, he does interesting things like cough, stomp his feet, and swing his head back his forth to convey his feelings just as a dog would bark.

Yo Quiero Taco Bell!