Addition to the Family

Well, we fell in love today. But let me backtrack and tell you the story of how we got this sweet little angel- Lylah.

This weekend was a citywide adoption weekend through Petsmart. We went on Saturday just to look around and give some puppies some loving. However, I fell in love with a little terrier mix named Ernie. He was so sweet and chill. And did I mention that while all the dogs around him were going crazy he didn't bark once. When we went into the cage to play with him, he just curled up in my lap. He was the perfect dog. He was only 1 year old, was neutered, and was up to date on all of his shots. David and I discussed if we could afford a dog, if it was plausible with all we have going on, etc. After ten minutes of discussing and deciding we wanted him, the adoption lady came and took him out of my lap and said he "was going home". My heart was broken.

So on today, Sunday, I begged David to go back to the shelter and see if the family that adopted him had returned him. My reason for this was because when we left, we saw them sitting on a bench outside with him. They looked mad or sad or angry or something that you should not look when you just get a dog! So I had convinced myself that they were bringing him back. Anyways, David caved and we went to see if he was there. He wasn't. Nor were any dogs we felt like we had to have.

So, walking back to the car (and right in front of our car-literally), there was this lady walking a little three-legged dog around. I stopped, knelt down, and started petting this cute puppy. As I was petting her, I was talking to the lady and she said that she had been hit by a car last month and the leg was too damaged to fix, so they amputated it. She also had a super cute underbite, which you can look at as either: 1. "Oh this dog is ugly", or 2. "What a cutie! She's always smiling!". I chose the latter. As I kept petting this puppy, I fell more and more in love with her. We were a little hesitant because we had decided we wanted to adopt a dog that was a year or two old so we didn't have to deal with all of the puppy craziness.We went inside to talk to the people about her and play with her, and found out that although she's only four months old, she's spayed, has all of her shots, and is basically potty trained.  She is a Hound/Beagle mix, but she looks like she has Australian Shepherd in her. We'll see when she grows up. We filled out all of the paperwork and adopted her! She's ours!

As we walked around Petsmart getting all of the basics, everyone wanted to pet her and love on her. I told David it felt so nice to have a dog that literally everyone wanted to see. We felt like movie stars. We eventually put her in the cart (which you can see in the picture to the right), so that she would stop stopping at every person we met hehe. When we got her home, we were a little nervous about how she'd do with Belle, our cat, but she was fantastic! She walked into our bedroom where Belle was, saw Belle, and turned around and walked out. She really doesn't seem to be at all interested in Belle- which is fantastic. Belle lives her life, Lylah lives hers. Oh yes! Her name is Lylah. And she is the best dog in the whole world! Feel free to be jealous of our laid back, calm, loving, potty trained puppy :)