We got hit this weekend with about 10" of snow. Because I am a calm, rational, hard-core Mid-Westerner, I don't follow the rest of the lemmings to the supermarket at the first hint of snow, stocking up on bread, milk, batteries and duct tape as though Armageddon is at hand.
This, I believe, makes me intellectually superior to those around me.
It also makes me stuck in the house with no damn food to eat.
Who can resist a face-eating dog?The power of the blog, people. The power of... the... BLOG.
Or the power of the exceptionally cute puppy. Whatever. Neighbors, running buddies, and all around good people Josh and Iris saw the Petco pictures on the prior blog entry and were captivated by "Brains... I need more brains... Haley," as seen here. We exchanged a few e-mails on where said couple might go to meet Haley, if, strictly hypothetically, they decided they were in the market for a third dog.
They went, they saw, they fell in love. Haley (soon to be renamed) came home with them that day.
I all but did cartwheels around the house. I know what wonderful people Josh and Iris are and I am happy-to-the-point-of-tears for this dog that can't even imagine what a wonderful life she's going to lead.
I've been promised pictures along with a name reveal, so stay tuned for updates.
And beware. This is the second dog I've found a home for among friends. I'm coming for the rest of you. (That means you, Kim.)
Cheers,
Dena
Once a month, Blair and I volunteer a Saturday afternoon to work the Petco adoption fair on behalf of the Animal Protection Society of Rockingham County. Dogs are pulled from the local Humane Society and we parade them around the Petco on Wendover in Greensboro for 3 hours, hoping the dogs will find their forever homes. We've had success with two dogs, so far. My goal in life is to get Hilton adopted. He's not the cutest dog out there, but he is just a cuddle monster who I know would make someone the best pet.
Here are a few photos from our day:
Hilton is the blob spread out on his back, begging for a belly rub.
A friend e-mailed me the link to this comic, which comes from the Natalie Dee comic website. Perhaps it's a sign I need to stop bragging/enforcing/promoting my push toward being a vegan?
WARNING: Bad language involved. Don't click through if you're easily offended.
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