There were 3 girls and one little boy...
They were the hit of the reunion. Everyone felt so sorry for them, but no one wanted one. It was kind of sad. But luckily, my dear sweet cousin's husband decided not to attend the reunion, so my cousin decided to let her middle son take one home. P and his puppy bonded very quickly.
So, Sunday came and it was time to leave. What in the world were we going to do with these puppies?? The pound was closed on Sunday and we couldn't just leave them in the mountains to die.
My dear parents decided the puppies would go home with them and they would take them to the pound. My oldest son convinced them to keep one of the puppies....(even my Dad is enjoying them!)
So how do you pick just one?
B loves this one....
We call this little fellow "Possum"...and everyone loves Possum!
A loves this one...
Gertie dog doesn't really want any of them...
D loves this one...
It is too hard to decide, so my folks are thinking about keeping the 2 little girls and finding the perfect, loving home for the little boy, Possum...
Here is one of the girls... D calls this one "Bootsie." (My parents call her "Ears.")
Below is my Mom's favorite that D calls Alex...
She looks like one happy puppy. :)
I'll let you know what happens.
2 comments:
your dad looks great!
good luck with the pups.
Very cute - they ALL ought to be named "Lucky" because they sure are. Lots of good karma coming your way, that's for certain.
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