So Homer, the puppy that

So Homer, the puppy that I'm foster parenting, has moved into my back yard. Michael helped me fix up potential escape routes through or under the fence and Meredith then brought over the dog.

So far we seem to be getting along. He's still a bit shy, although he can get playful. Last night was a storm, but he didn't seem to mind. We didn't hear him bark or cry and he now definitely knows that his dog house is his shelter.

I think we'll be able to keep him entertained (Jason says his dogs sleep pretty much all day long). We'll just have to make sure that Jennifer doesn't spoil him.