Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Mr Bubbles

She's been with us exactly a year. In spite of our friends' warnings that a big dog means big poop, big hairy mess (true), and loud barking (double true) my hubby went ahead and filled out adoption papers for her at our local county animal shelter. THEN, he told me about it. He was second-in-line, though.  Another family was ahead of us and ready to pick her up that very evening. However, the Lord had other plans as she was still available 3 days later. Who would have thunk! 


Here she is, in all her kind-of sleepy glory:









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