I spoke to my ex-husband today because they were looking for a dog for their two young boys. I told him I thought this would be perfect for him and I wouldn't worry about him there. He'd have a great home. He said they were thinking about a puppy (which is what I want too down the road) but you look at all the things you have to go through with a new pup. This dog has not tried to mouth me, has not jumped on me, has calmly laid down while I'm talking with someone. What more could you ask?

I went and had him checked to see if he was microchipped - no. I don't understand why my vet didn't do this right away. Maybe because it's such a new thing? I will definitely need to get Payton done. I didn't even think about the microchip until my ex pointed it out. He said he wouldn't want to get attached if this was someone else's pet.

Now here's something strange. 13 years ago I had to send my beloved Pepper to the Bridge. It was in the fall too, just like Bourbon. A few weeks after Pepper died, I found a stray dog in my backyard - no collar, tags, intact. He was a beautiful big boy and a wonderful dog. I got him shots too and put ads in the newspapers. I fell in love with this dog and was crushed when his owners called four days later. I offered to buy the dog from them - they said if they weren't moving out to the country, they'd give him to me but since they were, they were going to keep him.

Doesn't this seem like deja vu?