Let's take a moment to document my adoption of a dog named Thor. Thor was his given name. Not caring about naming animals (only modes of transportation it seems), I am going with Thor even though it is not really fitting for such a sweet dog.
Thor was rescue dog from the Star Valley shelter. They brought over some animals to Jackson on Sunday when I picked up Thor. The people at the shelter were very kind and even called to check in on Thor and asked me to give him a hug from them because he was so special. (Donate to the shelter or your local non-kill shelter if you can.)
The sad story about Thor is that he was brought to the shelter by a family who really didn't want to let him go. Due to the economy, the parents of four young children had to give up Thor after the father lost his job. Although it would have been great if his original home could have kept him, I'm glad I am able to provide him with a good home where he will get amble attention.
Thor is about two years old and a pit bull mix though he doesn't have an ounce of mean in his body. (His chew toy might disagree, but it's still in one piece.) It will be interesting to see if Thor lives up to his namesake after the first thunderstorm, or if he cowers into the corner like most dogs. He'll still be called Thor "Dog of thunder" regardless.
Right now, Thor is chasing rabbits in his dreams. Or at least that is what I assume he's doing since he's barking a bit in his sleep.