Yesterday I told you all about Shadow's visit, and barely mentioned my good buddy, Gomer.  He was dropped off at our clinic one day, by some nice people who had found him wandering down the road.  It was love at first site for Sweet Sally, who knew right away that Gomer belonged in her family.  Shadow accepted him right away too, which was big for Shadow seeing as she usually picks fights with smaller dogs.  Everyone thinks Shadow is Gomer's mother, which is just fine by Gomer.  In fact, he'll let anyone be his mother if you have food, or are offering to pet him, or have food, or a squeaky toy, or some food....

One of the things I like best about Sally's kids is that they are mixed like me.  Sweet Sally did a test on Shadow's red syrup to find out exactly what kind of mix Shadow was; turns out she's American Eskimo whatever that is. 
Sally's been saving up to run the same test on Gomer, and for her birthday, she got her wish.  Gomer's red syrup went off in an envelope and soon we will all know just what his parents looked like.  Most of the bets seem to be on Beagle, but the other half is the real mystery.

He certainly has the beagle persistence. Yesterday, Gomer came along for the ride to keep Shadow company.  To occupy him, he was allowed to have a squeaky toy.  In all of his vigorous play he would push the toy just out of his reach.  But Gomer's not one to take 'no' for an answer, and before anyone realized what had happened he'd chewed his leash in half getting to the toy.  His effort and dedication was truly impressive.  I knew then that he must be half Brussels Griffon. 

After all, we Brussels always get what we want.