Like I Really Have Time for This

A few months ago, my 15 year-old German Sherpherd/Lab Mix, Lucy, was ushered on to the Daisy Hill Puppy Farm in the sky, with many tears and regrets.  Then The Big Guy had a couple of beers and suggested that we should get a new friend for Stella, our chocolate Lab.  May I point out that TBG works out of town at least every other week? 

I nixed that suggestion. 

But there's this thing I go through every now and then, I call it Baby Lust.  I went through it when my boys were toddlers, and I thought I was assuaging that urge by acquiring a puppy (Lucy), who was way more dog than I was prepared for at the time.  And then, Oops! I I was so busy with two human puppies and one canine puppie that  forgot to take my birth control pills a couple of days in a row, and was blessed with a Surprise Drama Queen (who is now almost 14, and the Abbot to my Costello, the Fruit in my Loom--not a mistake or an accident, but a wonderful surprise).  Yep, getting a puppy resulted in getting a baby. 

Anyway. Last weekend, I wandered in to my local Petsmart, which is when the Stray Animal Adoption Program has animals who are looking for a forever home.  Sigh. 

I tried really hard to ignore the idea of a new dog, I really did.  The Big Guy had recanted his suggestion of a companion for Stella. 

And so I would like to introduce you to Penny: 

Penny is a 9-week old, at least 1/2, Treeing Walker Coonhound, who does not like to sleep alone in her crate, and is quite vocal about her displeasure. 

Penny and The Bearded Wonder

Let us all say a prayer that the addition of Penny to the household will not result in TBG having a spontaneous vasectomy reversal.