SOOO, our community recently opened a new (and much improved) animal shelter. Yes, we stopped by to check it out. They had what appeared to be a very nice dog named Winston. We looked around and went home ----to our 2 indoor kitties and 2 outdoor kitties. Well, a week or so later, hubby said
"let's go see Winston" - I said "OK, but if he is still there I want to bring him home." Well he wasn't there, and we said - "well that is good, glad he found a home...blah, blah, blah" BUT one of the women working there was holding a puppy! An ADORABLE black lab (at least part) puppy. She said this guy just came in....found him in a box along the road, he isn't even signed in yet. Well we fell in love...for better or worse.... We signed the papers - paid the fees - went to the vet to have him checked out (healthy little guy) - then went to the store to get food, crate, toys, etc. We were New Parents!
The baby sleeping on the couch.
Taz - looking down from the loft...
wondering what in the world was going on!
The baby walking in the snow with daddy.
Resting on a quilt Grandma made...
Yep....I must be special!!!!