Wiley's New Home

Apparently Wiley now has the best pack in the world. Tory just emailed to let me know he'd had a couple rough nights as he adjusted to the new living situation, but that he was now doing well and learning the ropes. I have to admit I got a little choked up when I saw the picture she sent of the three boys.

From left to right: Wiley, Dash & Murphy.

(sniff)
What a handsome addition to their clan. Good boy.

Last Weekend With Wiley

Another chapter closes.

My friend Beth successfully brokered a new home for Wiley. The new owners in question are teachers, marathon runners and dog lovers in the extreme. They lost their Collie in May, and their two other dogs were distraught. The lady of the house, Tory, came over this afternoon to meet Wiley in person, and it was love.

He will be spoiled. He will be well-exercised. He will be well-cared-for. And he will have a pack of his own to keep him stimulated and entertained. We will get his affairs in order over the weekend, while Tory and her hubby are running a marathon in Chicago. They will pick him up on Tuesday.

There will be tears here, as we say goodbye to our fuzzy companion. But we are very happy he's going to the perfect home for him, while reducing the stress level here.