Our New Baby!!

Introducing, RAMONE!!! Just what we needed, right?
Our plan was to get a dog for Sweet Pea. She has gotten quite used to being around two other dogs all day and night at Gaga's house and we thought that she might need some company once we move on out to the country.
Gaga's friend needed to get rid of this little guy and gave him to us. Of course, it's now been decided that he is way too small to live outside in a yard and probably won't get too much bigger than he is now, so it looks like Ramone is probably going to live in the new house.
We have definitely figured out that there is no such thing as a "free" dog. Today we bought a pet taxi/crate for him to sleep in and stay in while he is "house training". We bought a bed, collar, treats, toys, bowls, soft sided carrier. We also bought flea shampoo, aromatherapy shampoo (yes, aromatherapy shampoo for a dog), and flea drops. I drew the line at the BEACH PUPPY shirt.
He is doing so well and loves to play with the boys! Jacob gets a little hyped up, but understands that he is a very small baby. Ramone has been tinkling whenever we take him outside and we are excited about that. Of course, he wouldn't poop. So, today while I took Austin to the dentist, he decided to let loose. His little cage was all pooped in. I took him out and started the sink to bathe him. So, I'm bathing the little dog, the boys are all wound up running around the kitchen (Jacob had no nap at Nana's house) and things are just crazy (and I'm preheating the oven to have dinner ready). Nic comes in and grabs a dustpan full of hair (mine that Gaga cut last night; we were saving it cuz it's supposed to keep deer from your flower bed), and dumps it on the floor, he then finds a can of diet coke, drops it on the floor and it's spewing everywhere!!! So, I've got a poopy, wet dog, a wet, freaked out baby, sliding in diet coke and hair!!! After I got the dog out, I handed him off to Austin to go warm him up. I took Nic and put him in the sink and rinsed him off. I took him back to the boys room and got the hair/diet coke mess cleaned up and took everything outside to chunk it. I'll have to get some more hair for the flower beds!! I know that I should have put it in a bag. I thought that it had been out of reach, but that's usually what I get for thinking. Anyway, as I was out at the trash, my dear sweet husband drove up. I told him if he asked if dinner was ready I would kill him. Welcome home sweetie!!!
Note**Just in case anyone thinks I'm being sarcastic about the dear, sweet husband part, I'm not. He came right in and told me to sit down for a bit and he would take care of dinner.