A new family member

After Bear left us, we didn't think we would want to be pet owners again. It's painful to lose them, and we're getting older. And then some friends on Facebook posted a message saying they were caring for a dog but it was just too much for them to care for it and thier other much older pooch. When I showed the picture of Dakota to Jo, she fell instantly in love.

How could you not love that face? I called and she was still available and so, we went to meet her. She was man-shy and wouldn't come near me, but she took to Jo like, well, a duck to water. I decided to just ignore her completly because if I didn't show any interest, she would stop seeing me as a threat.

Odd thing was that once she was on a leash, she was a totally different dog. She was able to be led (even by me) and seemed fine with going out and getting in the car. I could tell right away she was smart. It was just going to be a matter of time before she figured out how to master me.

We took her home. She was crate trained and was happy sleeping in the cage. I started sharing goodies with her and it wasn't two days and she was in my lap. Poor Phil had her for three weeks and she wouldn't even approach him, much less allow him to touch her.

Check back over the weeks as we get to know this new family member. We've decided to shorten her name to just "Kota" and she seems to be fine with us dropping the "Da" from her name. Next stop, the vet for an exam and to have her chipped. Then a license.

What's not to love?