Boomer is my little goof ball.

Thank you for all the condolences on Myrtle the basset. My comfort over the past month has been Boomer. He was a shelter pup originally named Patrón in there. I adopted him in May 2020 when he was 18 months to 2 years old.

He's my first dog as an adult. Boomer is so funny because he's so serious. He thinks he's the toughest dog on the block but also wants to be a momma's boy. His favorite spot is curled up on my lap or stretched out in the sun. He is a little unsure of new people but tolerates them quickly.

Myrtle was a fixture in his life since being adopted so we are both navigating her loss. Sometime next year, I'm going to get him a new friend from the shelter. Until then, I'm giving him my love and allowing him to be the king of the castle.