Although we love Mo dearly, he doesn’t do too well as an only child. (Think I’m crazy? Read this.) It’s becoming increasingly evident that we’re totally boring him to death, and if he doesn’t get a buddy soon, he may ditch us for a better gig. And despite our parents’ perpetual nagging that a second pet would be the death of us, we gave in to our hearts — and Mo’s antics — and decided to start looking.
I need a buddy to play with!
We literally spent nearly six months looking for the right fit for us. Steven never had a dog he could call his own, so I reserved all most judgment while we searched endlessly online, photo after photo. We knew that we wanted to help save our soon-to-be family member from the shelter. I had once worked near a shelter, and seeing as many dogs go in (and even less come out adopted) was enough to keep me from buying from a breeder. Steven had also done quite a bit of research on the euthanasia rates in our area, and let’s just say that once you hear the numbers, you should really reconsider adopting from a shelter. So we forged ahead, searching for the one who would steal our hearts. (And let me tell you, my heart ached at every photo we looked at!)
After months on end looking at the depressing photos of online shelters, we have decided on our baby girl. Ironically, I’ve only seen as much of her as you have — Steven headed to the shelter on Saturday and picked her out on his own! Well, he did have a little help … Mo tagged along, and her kennel was the first he settled upon. And through Steven’s text messages and e-mailed photos, I knew right away that she belonged in our family.
Baby Girl loves her older brother!
Although it stinks, fortunately the animal shelter near our home requires that all adopted pets get fixed before coming home to their new owners. The downside is that I still haven’t met her yet! We were scheduled to pick her up today after work, but just learned that the vet needed to tend to a few emergency surgeries before he could work on our pup. But that’s OK … we know she’ll be worth the wait!
So I’m sure you’re all wondering … what the heck are we going to name her? Well, that’s a feat bigger than finding the right pup! Steven thinks “Molly” fits her personality, while I am dead-set on “Ruby.” Who doesn’t love the name Ruby? Since we now have another 24+ hours to think it over, I’m curious … what do you think her name should be?
Ruby ... or Molly? Help us decide!
Why Molly and Mo does sound cute together….I like Ruby!!