Adventures of a Wandering Thirtysomething

The newest member of our family came home with me today. He is two years old and his name is Toby. The runner up was Griffey, named for the former Mariner great, but Toby just fit better. He was picked up as a stray and in the last year has been in and out of five homes. Tennessee has a serious need for pet adoption due to a shockingly terrible attitude towards animals here. There are only a few no-kill shelters so I'm sure Toby will not be our last addition. For now though he is certainly all the lovin' we could ask for. Toby has wonderful manners, a calm temperament, and wants constant petting. Trillan isn't too thrilled with the situation but we're hoping he'll come around.