Oh, if he does come home to stay, it won't be until Thursday. He came for a sleep over last night though, and was a superstar. I was fully under the impression that a 10 week old puppy was not capable of being even a bit house broken, but it turns out my friend wasn't kidding! He was great; slept from 10 pm until my alarm went off a few minutes before 6 without making a peep, went out to pee with Meg, and then I went upstairs to dress. I couldn't figure out why he kept coming into my room, making eye contact, and then going to the top of the stairs. Finally took him outside, and he immediately pooped. I was blown away!
And I'm pretty sure that he will be Stewart. Or Stuart. My mother wants Jake, but I like Stewart better.