I hope Biscuitson Gravy doesn’t get too jealous about the new puppy. I got Biscuitson when I signed up for an independent bank that was one month later bought out by Sun Trust. Way better than a toaster, Biscuitson Gravy has been a silent partner, a comfotable pillow and the keeper of the apartment while we are away.

I see no reason why Biscuitson and the new puppy can’t get along famously. Oh, and by the way, my mind is made up. We’ll be getting a younger pup from this place a couple of days after we are settled in. I’m thinking Lady might be a good choice, although that name would have to go.

I like the name Donut, but judging by the look on the boyfriend’s face I’d better keep thinking.