Jack's little brown furry brother, Bear

Isaac, probably the least dog-loving
boy in the family enjoyed a moment
of Moose sleeping on his lap.

 So yesterday evening we went down to Orem and picked up our new family member.  Bear is what we are calling him. It's funny how Mom and Dad have a name, and the kids override simply by calling him that and forcing us to go with it for the sake of the puppy to not get him confused with two names.  

Jack did just as I thought, he was overly excited about the whole situation.  To the point of probably overwhelming the little guy.  Jack is so happy, and little rough in his play.  Before we know it Jack will be the smaller of the two.  

Here are some pics and vids:

Chasing Jack around the back yard.

It has begun. His poop is already
bigger than Jack's!

Jack constantly sniffing, and playing with his little
brother.  It's like teaching a toddler to be gentle
with a newborn.  It's a struggle to make it clear
that he isn't really a peer just yet. Got to be
a little respectful of the little guy's space.