Yesterday, my bf and I went to go see a dog we saw on Craigslist. After driving to a small town an hour outside of Houston, we arrived at a home to see the dog laying outside under the warmth of the sun on the driveway. My bf said, "That's our dog!" I wasn't entirely sure, but we got out of the car, he went to us easily and wanted us to hold him!
After seeing the little guy, we knew we had to get him and so we did. His name was Chumbawumba. That wasn't going to last for very long. We drove back home with Chumbawumba, trying to decide what his new name would be.
Several names later, we finally settled on Louie. You see, Louie was the name of our first dog. However, we changed his name to Buster (after another dog we fostered for a day). Buster, our very first dog, passed away and in his memory, my bf thought we should name him Louie.
After Buster passed on, we wanted a way to keep him in our memories and naming our new dog after Buster seemed fitting.
So far, things are good. Louie, who is 9 months long, is acting like the puppy he is. He is constantly exploring around home, running amuck, chasing possums and generally, very curious.
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