It seems the universe is telling us to wait on getting a dog because we seem to continuously take care of someone else’s. For about a week we took care of Lexi and now we are letting out our neighbor’s dog, Tugboat, a rolie-polie, brute of a pug with as much personality to match. Tonight was our first assignment, which occurred during a respectable snow storm. But, that didn’t stop us from walking him around the big field near our house while letting him sniff and mark every blessed pole, tree, and whatever else contained just the right smell.