Boy does lots of things he shouldn't do. Like he visits airdisasters.com even though he's already afraid of flying, and he checks the animal shelter database for new arrivals. So now I, the dog person, and Boy, the "I'm-not-a-dog-person-but-totally-really-is-a-dog-person" are adding to the family:
We took Murphy to the shelter yesterday to meet him, and they got along like gangbusters. (A little too well some might say, but like father(s), like son(s)...) He's being snipped and chipped now, and we should get him in a few days. We've named him Tucker.
Murphy & Tucker has a good ring to it, eh?