Of course, there’s a story behind this, but for now, this is all I can share.
He’s an 8 week old English Mastiff. We named him Arlo.
Yes, after The Good Dinosaur.
Scott and Leyna wanted to name him Bowser, at first. I was campaigning for Slimer (because MASTIFF), and Kendall wanted to name him Mike.
But he is an Arlo.
Such a lover. He chose us. He wouldn’t let us leave without him.
We purchased him from a reputable breeder, and he’s AKC registered.
You guys, we set out to adopt, and I fully believe in the rescue system. I’ve rescued many animals. But that didn’t work out this time, and I am confident we made the right decision for our family with this puppy. More on that in another post.
For now, I have a baby to take care of. He’s SO good at going potty outside… if only I take him fast enough.
And yes, I took pictures of him yesterday because we know from experience that he will be SO BIG SO SOON.
More to come later this week on how we found him, why we decided to commit to him, and why he’s not a Christmas puppy.