Cooper!

We got a dog on Saturday.  As early as our ride in from the airport on Tuesday, Paula and Wakie told us about a puppy that their neighbors on the Ridge had rescued. ("The Ridge" is Rilindja Ridge, and embassy-housing compound.  It looks like a well-done Virginia subdivision, and many of the embassy families with children live there.)  Other embassy personnel sang his praises as well.  We met the puppy on Friday, took him home Saturday night, and renamed him Cooper.

I'll post a photo once I have internet access from home, but to describe him, he has short dark gray and white fur, with a mottled nose and a circle around one eye; he may have a little bull terrier in him.  He came to us mostly housebroken, but he nips a lot; my hands are covered in scratches, and I've been working on showing him who the alpha dog is.  (Clearly, the jury is still out.)  We have started the training, however, and fortunately, despite his taste for human flesh, he has been good with the neighborhood children.  And, as my family will understand, he has a hake.