Two Dogs Are Better Than One

How can you sleep at at time like this? I want to play!

I'm not sure this is better. Do you want to play with me or eat me?

Look! I have a friend! And a bone!

People thought we were a little nuts when we adopted one enormous white dog and the eyebrows went up even further when we showed up after a weekend trip with a second Pyr.  My mother even suggested that she'd like some human grandkids first.  However it has turned out to be a really wonderful decision.  Originally we thought we'd foster Dakota for a while, but after losing Firenze she turned out to be just the pal that Buddy needed.  Buddy gets along with Ginger, but he really loved Firenze and they had lots of fun playing together and having adventures so he really took Firenze's loss hard.  Poor Buddy didn't know what had happened to his little orange friend or why he didn't come back and he was quiet and mopey.
While we were away for a weekend visiting with a foster family we toyed with the idea of a second Pyr.  Todd didn't think Buddy would be willing to share the back seat but after taking Buddy and Dakota for a walk together we figured that if he'd let her into the car we'd help out by fostering her.
Now the two of them have spent the year having all sorts of adventures, from getting a whole bag of treats from a closed closet to playing in the snow, to getting grass stains on their head (don't ask).
Even my mom has come around and surprised me by telling me that she'd changed her mind and that Dakota has been really good for Buddy and that he seems much happier.  Now I don't think we could even consider splitting them up.  They are a very happy pair.