Yes, I’ve been planning that title for weeks. And yes, I think it’s hilarious.
That’s him at the farmer’s market. He likes to eat local.
Roger is the coolest dog. Ever. That’s him with our little cousin, Elyce.
When Tye and I first started talking about what dog to get he suggested a Newfoundland. I fell in love after looking at a few google images and reading about water rescue.
These dogs are boss. Watch their helicopter jumping!
Uncle Roger loves the dog beach. He isn’t jumping out of helicopters yet, but give him time.
We picked up our puppy on a whim. Left one morning for church and ended up driving 4 hours north to Seidls Lakeview Ranch instead. Jan, Tye’s sister, played a major part in convincing Tye that day to go get a puppy. And she sat in the back seat with that stinky thing the whole way home. Mad props.
The name.
Why Uncle Roger? Just because it’s funny. We were with some friends one night a few months before we picked him up. We told them what kind we wanted, told them about their personality and demeanor. Told them he would be big and hairy. Sara said “some of my friends were going to name their dog Uncle something.”
Perfect.
A while later Dave said “how about Roger?”
Boom. Dog name. The name was chosen before he was. And it’s so perfect.
Uncle Roger has been awesome. He is super slobbery, super hairy and sometimes uncontrollably large. But he’s awesome.
Next time I write about Roger I’ll tell you how much he loves Uptown and how he got the hash tag #uptownroger.
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