Once upon a time, Marcy's little sister Fanny got a dog. His name is Rocky, and he allegedly is a cock-a-poo, although those who've seen him say otherwise.
About a year later, Rocky got a little brother - a Mexican Cocker Spaniel (born in Cancun!) named Copper. He's not actually a dog, he's truly the devil, just in a doggie costume, and those who truly know him agree...
In 2003, when Will and Marcy bought a house, and took Rocky and Copper with them, since Marcy's dad was terribly allergic to them... all was well, until Christmas of 2004, when they came upon a sweet little beagle puppy (who originally belonged to Marcy's Aunt Georgina) who needed a home. Marcy knew that Will had a soft spot for beagles (his own beagle, Cassandra had passed away a couple of years earlier), and that it might make a very good Christmas present... so their canine family grew to 3! (and their sanity disappeared almost entirely!)
Rocky had been used to having a puppy around, but Copper didn't take too well to no longer being the baby and was a bit jealous....
But eventually they all grew to love each other and became a great gang!
... Fast forward to 2007... Will and Marcy now have their hands full with a beautiful baby boy who's crawling up a storm, and the 3 dogs... With the little of their sanity at sake (and Rocky's fur... Tristan had tried to bite it off once) they decided to send Rocky, who was by then 10 years old back to Marcy's parents, and shortly thereafter, when Will went away to Borden, Marcy sent off Copper as well. Watson was quite lonely at first, and was very happy to go and stay with his brothers when Marcy packed up and went to stay with her parents....
Then yet ANOTHER member joined the gang... Marcy's uncle brought his beautiful dog with him from Mexico, and after everyone decided that the house was entirely overcome by dogs, Marcy packed up her things, went back home with Tristan, Watson AND Bull!
So meet the newest member of our family... our foster doggie (we say Foster because technically they're going to send Bull back with his daddy Ivan when Ivan gets settled in Canada, although he doesn't believe we'll be able to let him go).
Bull is short for Bullmaro, and he's a 5 year old White German Shepherd (Marcy finally has a big dog again!) who is incredibly well trained (we're hoping he'll give Watson a good example, and not the other way around). So far he's shown to have the patience of a Saint, and Marcy's very happy to have someone around who'll guard the house and her handsome little boy while Dadda's away at work...
The two seem to be getting along pretty well, wouldn't you say?
We've gathered a small collection of random shots we thought you'd enjoy that we'll post next time (once everyone's had a chance to read this long posting!)
Love to all,
Will, Marcy and Tristan :)
