She has decided on a name. After showering her with a plethora of awesome southern names courtesy of you guys...(Jeffe...do you know what a plethora is?) she went outside the box and found one that apparently suits his personality. She called me this morning at a crazy early hour all excited to tell me that she is going to call him...
Harry Houdini.
Seems he managed to escape not one, but TWO collars AND the harness she had him strapped in her minivan with (by chewing through the seatbelt.). She starts obediance training with him next week. Hahahaha!!
The jury is still out though as to whether he will be known as Harry or Houdini (Hoodie).