Sophie, we finally decided that it was time to get another dog. We went to the Humane Society based on a picture they had on their website, but this little dog just sucked us in. He was so friendly, and so odd-looking - he definitely looked like he needed us. His name is Tobie - yes spelled with an ie - seems to match his offbeat look.
They told us he's about 8 months old (he's definitely young - really playful and chews on whatever he can find) and I would guess he's around 15 pounds, although I'm never good at guessing anyone's weight. He's very sweet, and hopefully housetrained. The Humane Society provided us with a crate and a bed, and he was very happy to hop right into the crate as soon as I set it up.
We stopped at Target for a bowl and treats, and of course the prerequisite squeaky toy, which he has pretty much squeaked since we got him home. He and Big Trouble deserve each other, I think. Maybe I'll put them both into a room with their noisy toys and they can wear each other out!
Welcome to the family, Tobie!