Rudy was a little dirty and smelly but he slept on our laps the entire way home and hasn't been a problem yet. He only weighs 10 lbs. and is full-grown. We brought him home and bathed and brushed him and he is scheduled to be groomed professionally on Tuesday. As I type this, he has made himself comfortable in Bodhi's crate. Perhaps they will have a slumber party there tonight waiting for Santa. After all...Rudolph is already here waiting for Santa.
I named him Rudy for a couple of reasons. One was the most obvious: Rudolph because we got him on Christmas Eve. But the name Rudolph was also my grandfather's name so it means something special to me. Old R.C. would have approved I'm sure. I never referred to my grandfather as Rudy or R.C. or even Rudolph. To me he was Pop. Pop was a strict German descendant and a painting contractor by trade. The incredible thing is that I have just connected with one of my relatives (whom I have never met) who lives in Germany, named Gerhard. Gerhard has forwarded me genealogy papers for my family (along with photos) that go all the way back to the 1400's. I can't wait to delve into it further with him. I'm happy he can speak English...my German is really rusty.
So, from all of us here on the west coast in the Sierra Nevada Foothills of California, we wish you all a joyous and happy Christmas filled with family and friends. I'm sorry but I have un-hitched Rudy from the sleigh and he is staying right here with us!!!