Over the next 12 years, she welcomed and guarded our four babies.
She cleaned up the food those babies splattered on the floor, walls, chairs, windows and each other.
She listened patiently while our babies-turned-kiddos poured their hearts out to her. ("Mommy never lets me do anything!")
She was world class shedding champion.
She never judged my slow pace on runs.
She waited up for my mister when he worked the late shift at the newspaper. (I was busy...ahem, sleeping)
She was the heroine of the bedtime stories my husband told our kiddos, "SUPER SHELBY SAVES THE DAY!"
Three years ago today, Shelby died.
Is it sorta, kinda, maybe just about time to think of getting a new puppy?
I have to admit that most of my concerns are well...about the mess a doggie brings! It has been nice to not battle the tumbleweed of hair, the muddy paw prints, and for the love of all things holy, the poo pick up!
Take a lookiloo at these pups and weigh in-
Does every house need a pooch?
|Our girl, Shelby|
This cracks me up- RUUUUUUUUN!
This is just the kind of thing that would make me nutty...ok, nuttier.
But then...just look at that face!
"All our friends are doing it!" It doesn't help when friends and neighbors are getting sweet puppies!
Remember Jack Sholem?
Weigh in- does your doggie make your house a home or are you grateful for the freedom?
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