Well, I sent in some applications to adopt a dog over the weekend. I was super in love with fergie - a mutt of mutts. My husband wanted to look at more than the three I applied for so Saturday morning we went to the local animal shelter. They had 2 older dogs, one aggresive and the other 9 years old with medical issues. The rest were pitbulls. With a seven year old in the house, I can't take the risk of an abused dog lashing out at her, so we left and went on to Animals and Things. We were only going to look. I promised. But after seeing there faces, how could you leave one there in the cage? I've never bought a dog from a pet shop before, always a breeder, but I just had to have this little girl. Four pounds,wheaten color, Cairn Terrier. She just looked so sad and scared and needed a family to love her.
My daughter was with her father this weekend. The whole thing was a complete surprise for her. I saved the dog naming for her on Sunday - Rosie. Not what I wanted, but I'll grow to love it. So for now it's just me and Rosie. I've been crate training her. She did great. No accident's since we brought her home....that is until last night when my husband let her into the bedroom and let her wander around and pee on my carpet. I was furious with him, not my Rosie.
I doubt I'll ever have another human child. Rosie is my newest baby. I guess you could say I'm on maternity leave.
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