Originally posted by aly
I never pick my dogs - they pick me
That's what I have said about my dogs too!

We went to see Sadie's litter, having in our head we wanted eithr the one remaining female or the runt of the litter (male). I was holding the male, Ralph, Sadie. They were both cute and sweet, but thre was no special feelings yet. So we traded. sadie crawled into my coat, wrapped herself around my neck and was licking my face. She knew I was to be her mommy! At this time she was only 6 weeks, so we very difficultly left her there for two more weeks!!!

We took Sadie with us when we went to see Cincy. We thought she could help us pick....she tried, but she kept pick the kitty and since I am allergic, we had to tell her no I watched the four pups playing and Cincy was never the leader, but wasn't shy either. If her bros and sisters would go somewhere, she would follow, but never set out on her own. I thought she would be a good match with Sadie and I felt sorry for her cause her poor little belly was so swollen. She was the runt ofthe litter and I think since 4of her bros and sisters had been adopted she was finally getting asmuch food as she could!

Mugsy picked Spot for us...I had really wanted a third dog, and if I could pick, I really wanted a spotty boy. I had been debating a spotty girl at a local rescue group, and I had sorta decided if she was available after the weekend adoption events I would see if Ralph would let me get her. That Saturday is when Molly called me and told me about Spot. He had just 6 hours left to live. I talked to ralph, he said let's do it and 2 weeks ago, we got a wonerful third addition to our house!