Unplanned Adoption

You've seen it before: a family giving away pups in front of the local WalMart. In this particular case, the mama dog had been dumped at their place, and the father dog wasn't theirs either. Hubby brought home this little female pup.

Eight pounds of unhousebroken, boundless energy.

I took her to the vet the next morning for her first shot and to be dewormed (and was she full of them, poor thing).

She's supposed to be hubby's dog. I wish he were home all day so he could help with do the housebreaking.

It's hard to get a sharp photo of such a squirmy, wiggly thing. But she is sweet. My calling her "Little Sister" developed into her name "Sissy". (In a similar fashion, my childhood dog was named "You Too". He was unnamed for so long; my grandfather would tell the other dogs to do something, and say "and you too." It stuck.)

Did I mention she's not housebroken?


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