Lennox our other baby

Definitely having children change our lives and open our hearts more than we could have ever imagined. But our pets are usually our first babies. In our household, it was Tyson & Lennox, our boxers.

I guess I post this blog while laying in bed next to Hayden thinking 'Lennox looks so peaceful and content on my corner sofa. And thinking "who lets a dog on an ivory, upholstered chair???".... We do. As we are more and more consumed with work, Hayden, and life in general... We are still very thankful we have such a wonderful, well-behaved, and loving family member like Lennox....and thankful we have a great cleaning lady (hee hee).

And just because he doesn't speak our language... He is smarter than more non-dog-people will ever know.

For example... He will always be able find the smallest cut or mosquito bite on you and lick it to death. He barks (and scares the shizzle out of people) when anyone is outside our home, even if the window shutters are closed. We always look out because his bark is always reliable.

And get this incident.... We were babysitting a toy dog less than 10 lbs for the weekend (I won't mention names and hope this family won't read this blog. I just didn't tell them because I didn't want to worry them). But to get back to what happened...

Who better to dog-sit than us (or atleast we thought!) We are dog-people who have cared for 2 big, 75+ lb dogs. What could go wrong right? Well for one.. Small dogs are fast! And like to slip through doors as you leave the house. This rarely happens with Lennox.. And when it did... He listened and went back into the house immediately. Well that Saturday morning after an early morning spin class, I was excited to sneek out of the house for some early shopping because Hayden and Steve were still asleep. As soon as I opened that door, the toy Yorkie-poodle-ish beast flew outside of the front door and right down middle of the main streets (you know how busy our streets are) as I ran after her in horror! And let me tell you... She kept running and running like no tomorrow. People were stopping and getting out of their cars to help get her..without success. In doing so, I dropped my keys, wallet and my phone. Well here is our smart Lennox!!!! He runs upstairs barking irratically, loud and with purpose, trying to wake up Steve. Steve knew something was wrong especially when he ran downstairs and saw my phone, wallet, keys thrown on the floor... He checked all around the house for me. All of these weriod scenarios ran through his mind as if someone had kidnapped me). He ran upstairs to put some clothes on and get Hayden who was still asleep. On his way outside he ran into a lady who was driving by and told him what had happen and how she saw me running down the streets. I returned home just about the time he loaded Hayden in the car to help and find me. Luckily the dog was found and was being brought into our local police station within minutes of us driving around. So a happy ending...

But the point of this story... how smart and wonderful is Lennox! We love him!