Good Christ

Sure, it's Christmas-time, so why wouldn't we get a new dog?

Well, for one thing, we just put Chauncy, our 14 year old Aussie mix, down just a week after Thanksgiving. We were starting to become a one-dog house, which, aside from Roscoe the Frenchie's mopiness, was a lot easier than being a one-dog with an elderly dog house.

Memorial to follow.

But we went to Hawaii last week and got bored in the balm

Finger Gecko

Then we returned and made the mistake of visiting the North Central Animal Shelter two days later and, well, Mabel is the result.

Hour One, Day One

We spent last night mourning the loss of our two weeks of dog-freedom and wondering how we could unload Mabel on a rescue or lonely friend - Roscoe's out-of-the-box easy. Mabel's a new model that needs breaking in. You get it.

Then we woke up and she was cute and playful and obedient and the sun was shining after a lovely evening rainstorm.

So we don't know what the hell we're gonna do. But they play like playing was gonna be banned any minute.

Also, I've moved "Hollywood Residential" here. Which is also hollywoodresidential.net