My Boy Sid
In January my family adopted a puppy who had been rescued from a small shelter in a rural part of Virginia. He came with the name Sid, which we loved, and it suits him perfectly. He’s equal parts adorable and really, really naughty, in a puppy kind of way. We’re all still learning how to handle his endless energy, but also grateful for it. He has helped us heal from the loss of our first dog, Dez, who died from cancer last August. Here are a few photos of our boy Sid.