An introduction would be nice.

So, remember Knox? The fluff ball who doesn't know how to curl up to sleep in his bed correctly? He's our new son.

We adopted him the day before Halloween. I kept it all on the hush due to prior disappointments with potential adoptions.

He's some sort of mix. Call him what you want. Finnish Spitz, Chow .. in the end, does it really matter what he is? He's about 9 months old and all puppy. He's really starting to bond with us and I already love him to pieces.

His history was unknown, but it is assumed he was on the streets. The scars on his left eye make me sad. Poor little guy. He's safe and sound now, though!

I'm so glad he is a part of our family and he's proof that at the right time -- we were going to get the perfect pup.



And if you're wondering about how Beau likes him .. take a peek: