From Bob to jett.

For Labor day my family went to Jackson Hole. On the way there we had a little bit of traffic on the highway. When we got to the front of the traffic we realized there was a little puppy dodging the cars in the middle of the road. So.. my mom got out of the car and picked him up. For all of you who don't know my parents dog Roxie..she HATES other dogs. So, my mom handed this puppy to me in the back seat so Roxie wouldn't make a fuss. This little guy just cuddle right up next to me, gave me kisses and I fell in love instantly. If it was my dads choice he would have just drove away without trying to find the owner, but my mom decided it would be best to try to find them. We actually found them. We pulled to the nearest house on the highway (in the middle of no where) and spoke with the people who lived there. It was a man, his sister and her husband. The sister said that she thinks the people across the street just got a puppy (which turns out to be there other sisters house) so they said they would give her a call. She came and met us and said "yep, thats Bob"! can you believe they named their puppy Bob? haha. She said it was her grandsons dog but since she knows we would give him a good life, if we wanted to keep him we could! My dad was already in love with the little guy. We don't know (and neither did the owners) exactly what kind of dog he is but he looks like a mix between an Australian Shepard and a Red Heeler.  My dad got to name him because we decided it was going to be my dads dog. He named him jett (all lower cases..hahah) for the New York Jets. He is the most sweet loving, cuddly puppy I have ever met. I love him to death and I am very happy we found him because now whenever I go to my parents he will be there waiting to give me loves!