Friday I stopped at the shelter on my way home from work. I heard they were over full and it's a kill shelter. I figured it couldn't hurt to see if there was a dog there that fit our family. There were 3 or 4 actually and I called my person and told him to meet me there on his way home from work. I'd go home and get Roader.
We saw 3 dogs that were okay. The one I really liked. She was a shepherd/doby mix and super cute. But Roader didn't like her. Deal breaker. The one I wasn't so sure I wanted was the one my person really liked and the only one Roader didn't try to snarl or bite. Clinch the deal.
|9-ish month old lab-border collie mix|
|seriously? a new furball?|
|that was a NICE bed too.....|
I won't lie though. When I pulled into the vet's today, exactly 1 week from when we lost Ranger, I lost it. Broke down in the parking lot. But Mona and Roader are helping me through this.