This little guy (terrier mix? 15-20 pounds? 6-9 months old?) was wandering right outside our door yesterday evening when I took Kai and Chester out at 5:00 pm.  He had no collar (he’s wearing one of Chester’s old collars here). He had no chip. He did have fleas and worms, but we’re working on that. He’s a sweetheart, and he’s made himself right at home. Within an hour he was napping on Arlin’s lap.

We don’t want or need another dog, but he’s awfully hard to resist. We’re calling him Fritz. The least we can do is find a good home for him.