Marcus Whippersnapper

Hey, remember me, Little Puppy No Name?  Well, I have some news to share today.  But first, I want to show you how big I've grown.  Jan said I'm a weed.  Is that good?

Little Puppy No Name:  Here I am with Merci, the smallest canine Funny Farmer.  This was taken 3 weeks ago on December 12. It was really cold and Jan put a shirt on me.  Notice how it coves most of my back and hangs down my legs and under my belly?

Little Puppy No Name:  Well, here I am with Sam, the largest canine Funny Farmer.  Notice I'm in the same shirt but it's shorter on my back now.


Sam:  Somebody please get rid of this annoying whippersnapper!  I don't need a shadow. 

Little Puppy No Name: Yes, the shirt is definitely shorter on my back now and it doesn't cover my legs any more.  I'm growing up. Soon I'll be as big as Sam.

Sam:  You have a long way to grow to be my size and you have small feet, so you won't ever grown as big as I am.

Puppy No Name:  But Sam I love you and I want to be just like you when I grow up.

Sam:  *sigh* What do I have to do to get rid of this annoying shadow?

Puppy No Name:  But, Sam, I have to follow your around so I'll learn how to be a better puppy.  Isn't that how it works?

Okay, now that I've proved how much I've grown, I don't want to be called little any more.  And I'm not Puppy No Name either.  I have a name now.  That's part of my news.

I told you before Christmas Jan found my owner and he still wanted me but Jan was going to keep me for a while to finish housebreaking me because he's never had a puppy before and didn't realize what he was getting into when he picked me up at Walmart and brought me home.  I didn't know how to eat solid food or drink water so I hadn't even been weaned yet.  He taught me to eat and drink and, boy, am I glad!  I love to eat, even things Jan tells me aren't edible, and I drink lots of water. 

But he and Jan had a conversation the other day and he said he knew Jan must have gotten attached to me (how could she not!)  and he thought it in my best interest to let Jan either keep me or find me a new home.  Jan told me she loves me but she can't have a 4th dog here, so I will be going to a vet for my shots and the Humane Society will help Jan find me a new home.

Jan also told me I should be grateful to my first human for bringing me home.  She wonders if any of my siblings are still alive after being given out  while we were so young.  Why would humans hand out puppies to strangers as a spur of the moment parking lot freebie if we're only going to be dumped at the kill shelter in a few days or abandoned somewhere to fend for ourselves? I got lucky.  Because that guy took me home I'm going to have a good life.

Since I am headed to a vet soon, Jan said I needed a name, so now I have one.  I am Marcus!  So named for Jan's Texas dog rescue friend, Mark. 

Okay, that's all my news for today.  So we're going to go join the Thankful Thursday blog hop at Pepi Smart Dog's blog.

And also the This N That Thursday blog hop, co-hosted by 2 Brown Dawgs nd Ruckus the Eskie.