**the italics? Yep, that's Chris's contribution to this post.
Have I told you that I have the best, most wonderful, incredible husband ever?
This is after bad mouthing me on her blog yesterday.
We spent the morning hunting adoption days at local petsmarts. When I say local, I mean within a 75 mile radius. And there was nothing. Well, not absolutely nothing. We found a delightful beagle/basset hound mix, but he was too strong for the girls. So we had to pass him up.
Even though this was the dog that I wanted.
Then we headed over to Perimeter to meet Mom for the hand off of the girls. While we were waiting, Chris stepped out of the van and called the Hall Co animal shelter. Just to see if our little friend was still available.
I am very proud of myself for putting the number in my phone ahead of time.
I really couldn't believe that he had done that. He came to this decision on his own. I may have pressured just a teensy weensy bit yesterday...
Yeah, if by "teensy weensy" you mean recruiting my mother and sister.
But I was going to let it go after that. I knew it would never work if I refused to continue the search. Or if I cried. Or if I tried some form of bribery. And then he would be resentful.
Oh, I am still going to be a little resentful.
But, really, a little is better than a lot. So, we went, he and Q visited together, they decided to just ignore one another, and then I filled out the application and paid for him.
They are closed on Monday (except for the vet staff), but the vet tech from yesterday will be calling me on Monday to arrange our pick up. He will have the joy of being neutered before he becomes part of the Pendley family.
Once he is home I will be posting pictures.
And no, we don't have a name yet. Casey wants to name the dog FIDO. But pronounced in a way to rhyme with the word ditto.