That Rascally Rascal

On Saturday, September 18th, a puppy named Rascal, who was described as "ugly" needed a ride to his foster mom, Kelly. But Rascal wasn't ugly at all! A bit gangly, but certainly not ugly. He just didn't know what to do on a leash. Well, and he lacked manners. But he was friendly and enjoyed being petted. At one point, he flopped over, belly up, for a nice tummy rub. I thought he was adorable with his floppy ears.

I was told it would be best to crate him, so I set up my crate with newspaper on the bottom, in case of an "accident". As usual, I put a couple milkbones and a toy in the crate. As we pulled out of McDonald's lot, there was a lot of rustling going on in the backseat, as Rascal decided to bury his milkbones and toy. He kept himself quite busy with that for several minutes, then settled down and remained unimpressed by most everything for the rest of the ride. He didn't even make goo-goo eyes at Carol.

Carol and I almost forgot we had him in the back seat as we chatted the entire way to a shopping center, where Kelly was waiting with open arms -- and with her "mama" dog, Sophie (at right), who she knew for sure would teach Rascal the ropes.

Kelly didn't like the name Rascal much, and I learned a couple days later that Rascal became Kanye, which is Hawaiian for "free".

Since then, Kelly reports that he sat on her lap on the short ride back to her place, and it took Kanye less than an hour for him to sincerely trust her. He fell asleep on his back cuddling with her, and he's totally cool with her kitties and Sophie. He's a lap dog all the way and has done absolutely great already! And, he's adorable!

Who can pass up such a cute face anyway?