After the population of 4-leggeds multiplied rapidly at Fake Rock Farm with the addition of Clarence the lamb and Casper the goat, I had to face reality. Now was not the time to introduce a puppy into the mix. So I told Jerry that I was officially no longer searching for a dog, but waiting, instead, for a dog to come to us.
So, of course, my brother-in-law called us the other day to ask us if we wanted another dog. He’d found a stray miniature schnauzer in his Grand Rapids neighborhood and after a week of searching for the owners was coming up empty.
Long story short. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you: