She's a girl! Her name in Sadie and here's our story -
On Saturday morning, I walked out of the gym with the girls (Tracy wasn't with us) to be welcomed by the humane society mobile unit. That very morning, Tracy had made the comment that he thought we were ready to talk about a family pet. With that in mind, I allowed myself to be talked into stopping. We met the dogs and then went into the trailer where the cats were. Ellie is allergic to cats but of course she wanted to make sure (thank you, Benadryl, for your fast acting ingredients!) Five minutes and one puffy eye later we needed to leave. As we were leaving, we met this adorable puppy who didn't jump up when we talked to her, was gentle and licked the girls to her hearts content. I reassured the girls that we were NOT ready to get a dog but that maybe daddy would take them to pet dogs at the humane society. The girls wore Tracy down that very afternoon and we went as a family into the Humane Society so they could pet the cats and dogs.
On the way there, I told the girls - we were going to look and not to get their hopes up. (I wasn't coming home with a dog, that was for sure!) Tracy had the final say and I was confident that he wouldn't be swayed by pleading eyes and a cute face. I also mentioned the puppy we saw, but I was sure she would have been adopted this morning. As we walked through the dogs, I was relieved that she wasn't there to sway me, but sure enough, she was meant to be a part of our family - the mobile unit came back and she was being led back into her kennel as we were picking out a dog to visit.
She's very comfortable here. We've only lost a few polly pocket dolls, some magnets too low on the frig and a couple of non-important stuffed animals. I freaked out only once when she jumped into my flower bed to pee, but at least it was outside! She actually likes her kennel and is pretty obedient. The girls have found contentment in having a pet, although I don't think they will be learning quite as much responsibility as Tracy would have liked. They feed her treats, run the brush across her fur once or twice and fight over who's walking her around the house with her leash on while Tracy's the one on the early morning and late night walks. All in all, not too bad of an impulse purchase on our part.
