OKay, you have already called him "our new dog".
I guess the amused but wondering feeling it gave me makes me know how friends here felt when I noted the only male kitten of the litter we reared wasn't being adopted very quickly and HRH was getting protective. Now, of course, we have a lion 
who takes up the entirety of any chair in which he chooses to sit. 
Dogwoods are so graceful and lovely, Elizabeth. My dmother used to say the woods were "fairyland" when the dogwood bloomed and she prized her pink dogwood planted beside her bedroom window.
Stay warm and dry, BookSaver! Maybe you can check in with us more if you are kept from much travel, but I hope it passes quickly.
Tomorrow HRH is taking my ddad to the barber and on to Best Buy to purchase wireless headphones to help him hear the television better. While they are gone I dream of privacy to visit my colorist, but we shall see.
