A lot of life happened in the roughly two years I wasn’t blogging. During that time, we lost and gained members of our “people family” and we lost and gained members of our “fur family.” Time has a way marching on, but not always in a steady, measured fashion.
In today’s quick post, I wanted to welcome Haddie Ann to our family and introduce her to the Veganaut community. She is 4 or 5 months old and is cobbled together from a random assortment of varied breeds. We rescued her from a “kill shelter” which might be the most horrific oxymoron there is. I can’t begin to tell you how hard it is it pass by the remaining dogs with the one you are saving. I can’t begin to tell you because I didn’t have the heart to go. Instead, the rest of the family went while I waited at home and continued to imagine that all the dogs who don’t get adopted end up going to live on a puppy farm in Vermont.
It is the third day she has been at home with us and despite the 12 poops and the 439 piddles, she seems to be getting the hang of life as a family dog. The cats don’t seem to mind, although Mrs. Murder Claws did chase her around the yard and into corner while explaining the established pecking order. From what I’ve learned, she gives great puppy kisses and she sleeps through the night. You can’t ask for much more at this stage of the game.
In the months and years to come, I look forward to telling you all about Haddie Ann and her many adventures. Future posts might include:
“Haddie Ann and the Farmer’s Market Fiasco”
“The Red Ants vs. Haddie Ann”
“Haddie Digs a NEW Garden for Us”
“Haddie Ann and the Mailman’s Stones” and
“Haddie Ann: the Dog Who Knew Too Much.”