Loki: god of mischief
Shelly & I decided to get the kids a puppy.
One of Shelly's boy's roommate's girlfriend's family had a puppy that was going to a home, and then wasn't.
Now he has a home.
When we received word that we could pick him up, I asked Shelly to wait until I got home to present him to the kids (a surprise.) That was right brfore the season's last waterski show.
With Shelly's work, we travel less, and have more volunteer dog-sitters. So in a sense, our lives are settling down a bit (from whence we last tried to be dog owners.) But just like in physics, when you take a measurement of something, you slightly change the reading, now our lives are a puppy more complicated.
He's redbone coonhound, bulldog, and boxer.