Our Puppy has a name!

Chuy 10 and a half weeks old. I finally got him to look at the camera.

When we first saw our little Golden Retriever on Nov. 6, we knew we liked him because he was the runt of the litter, so small and cute. We bought him that day after playing with him in the little room for an hour and a half. We knew we were going to be gone for 3 days that next weekend, so we opted to pick him up in 1 week, on Nov. 13th.

At first we couldn't think of a name, and we thought and though. I can't even remember names that we thought of, because when Greg said, "How about Chewy?" I thought, "perfect!" It's cute and it's a moniker that recognizes his favorite past time... chewing on EVERYTHING! And so we slept on it. We didn't want it to have anything to do with Star Wars and Chewbacca, so we thought of alternate ways of spelling it. Chooie, Chewie, Chewy, none seemed right...and then I thought of my favorite TexMex restaurant in Austin, TX --Chuy's! Perfect. We both LOVE TexMex food, and Chuy's so cute, it's also just 4 letters, so it's easier for engraving purposes. And that was the beginning of our puppy living up to his name.

So the next day when we went to the store to visit our new puppy, we called him Chuy, and he started learning his name. The employees called him Chuy from then on and when we picked him up that next Sunday, Chuy was ready to come home with us!

These were taken Thursday night when Greg wasn't able to come to the store, so I took some pics of him so his daddy could see how he was doing.


See how small he is next to the chair?


Chuy loves playing with his rope.


"Pose for Daddy."