The other evening I was cooking dinner and my husband was across the street visiting his dad. I heard the doorbell ringing and stopped what I was doing to answer the door. Now usually when the doorbell rings, it will send Sophie into a barking frenzy. This time however, Sophie and Dora were absolutely out of control. I really thought it must be my brother in law, because Sophie and Dora can not stand him.....imagine the surprised, shocked, stunned look on my face when this greeted me on the front steps.
"Oh, no you don't!" was the first thing out of my mouth. "Where did this come from?" "Nope, take it back, TAKE IT BACK...we do not need another big dog....." Once again, I asked, "Where did you get this pup?"
Well, would you believe, according to my husband that this puppy was sitting on the front step of my father in laws house, looking up at my husband as he walked out the door? You don't believe that for one minute? Well good, that makes two of us. But none the less, that is the story he is sticking with.
It is one of three things regarding how this dog, which is just the type of large outside dog my husband so very much likes, came to end up on our street. One, Steve brought the dog home, slipped it out of the truck and into his dad's front yard without me seeing it. Or two, someone dumped the pup and it just happened to latch on to the softest heart on the block when it comes to dogs. Or three, The gray clouds that day dropped this pup straight from the sky. Go ahead, you choose which best fits this story.....
Oh. My. Goodness. Would you just look at this face? Oh dear, if I am not careful it won't take long to fall in love with that cute little face. Quickly, I told Steve he had to walk the street and see if anyone had lost this puppy. There was no way we could even consider keeping this dog if it belonged to someone in our neighborhood. Steve pounded the street and asked everyone, no one claimed it, one neighbor even told Steve that he thought the dog belonged to us.....nice touch to the story don't you think? True, I swear.
Now, I most likely could ignore the pleading look of my husband's baby blues to keep this puppy, but do you think I had a snowball chance in hell at turning the other way when these eyes looked up at me? Nope, that pup had me at Hello and a tail wag. A real goner tell ya'. Especially at the thought of someone having dumped this puppy on the street and left it hungry, thirsty and in the cold. Maybe it did not happen that way, but the thought of it happening, really got me.
Have you ever smelled puppies feet? If you have not, you have not lived. It is the most sweet, special smell I have yet to encounter. I love the smell of puppy feet. And this pups paws were so sweet, not as sweet as Sophie's....but sweet none the less.
We quickly found out this puppy was a girl. She was starving, thirsty, dirty and after her dinner the first order of business was a bath. I think she cleaned up rather nicely. I love her markings and coloring. She is a sweet girl. Meet Bella. The newest member of our family.
Saturday, my son came over with his dog Cassie. You may remember me talking about her a few weeks ago. If you missed the story, click HERE. Bella and Cassie became fast friends.
But as you might have expected, for Queen Sophie and Princess Dora the transition has not been too smooth. There are still uproars in the house. It is loud, noisy, and total hysteria at times. It's the big dog syndrome...my two dachshunds think they are two full grown pit bulls, and no puppy is going to dethrone them. This may take a while before things settle down around here with this one.
But who could resist a freshly bathed pup, wrapped up like a tamale in a afghan, sleeping in front of the fire.........not me. Yes sirree, Bella might have fallen from the sky, or maybe not...but however she arrived....the one thing that is for sure...She has ARRIVED! And she is a cutie!!
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