The Other Shoe Dropped.

Sunday night as we put both of the girls down to bed, I was feeling blissful. 

We have two wonderful pups who love each other, jobs that we both loved, a great church family, and a home to call ours. 

Our family felt complete for now. 

And then I had this horrible feeling that things were going too well. 

When was the other shoe going to drop?

What was going to happen?

And then it was Monday afternoon and I was with the kids at the park when I got the news. 

Scout's original family came forward. 

A single dad with two little boys. 

And they wanted Scout (they called her dutchess) back.

My heart was ripped to pieces. 

And I had to break the news to Chad. 

Luckily it was towards the end of the day. 

I cried.

I cried loading the kids in to the car from the park. 

I cried dropping them off.

I cried all the way home. 

And then all the way to the vet to drop her off. 

And all the way home. 

I couldn't take her inside and leave. 

So thankful that Chad said he would do it. 

The family wasn't there at that point.

I'm glad. 

I didn't want to meet them. 

I didn't care that they wanted to repay us for her medical expenses. 

I wanted my sweet Scout back.

You can't repay heartbreak. 

The house felt so lonely when we got back. 

We both just sat on the floor of the living room in shock, petting Dolly and not talking.

Dinner didn't happen last night. 

I had Cheetos and busted out the Halloween candy. 

Chad had something along those lines too. 

We were discussing getting another dog. 

But all we wanted was a sweet while coated German shepherd girl by the name of Scout. 

It still hurts this morning. 

And I think it will be a while before that goes away. 

Please friends, either microchip or get an ID collar for your dogs. 

Better yet, do both. 

It's not worth the pain that not having one (or both) causes. 

Double Trouble!

These two are already best buddies and attached at the hip!

This picture shows their personalities so well! Dolly is silly and the center of attention, and Scout is calm and sweet!

Hey! Let's go play!

Scout is so happy to be home!

Dolly loves having a sister!

Greeting Dad when he got home from work!

Checking each other out!

Scout loves to play with tennis balls!

We think she looks like a kangaroo in this one!

Bye guys, gotta go play!

Scout's First Bath

Bathing a 60 lb dog with long fur is quite different from bathing Dolly!

It was a group effort to get her into the tub and to stay!

She wasn't a huge fan, but she needed a bath so badly!

The mud was running of of her. 

Again I was struck with the thought, why would anyone abandon her?!

I'm hoping she learns to love baths like Dolly!

Dolly is Getting a Sister!

We just can't seem to stop adding to the family!

Yep, we did it again!

Thursday started like a normal day at work until Mom texted me and asked if we'd like another dog. 

(Of course we had talked about getting a "sibling" for Dolly, but it had always been pushed to the back of our minds as things got hectic.)

Anyways, a co worker of hers had found like gorgeous white German Shepherd in the median of Route 3 during rush hour. 

She was scared and skittish, with no tags or microchip. 

Mom's co worker brought it to a local vet and was hoping to get her adopted...

Were we interested?

I of course was, so I texted Chad.

He was in meetings all day, so I didn't hear from him until later in the afternoon. 

I figured he would shoot the idea down right away...

...but he didn't. He started asking questions...

....And we agreed to go meet her last night. We brought Dolly along, since the two would have to get along.

It went well, but we still had big questions that we talked over on the way home. 

What about the extra expenses? 

Do we have time and energy to train another dog?

How would Dolly do?

What about traveling?

We talked it over, and thought it over.

We even talked over names and narrowed it down to a few we liked and thought would suit her. 

The sad truth is that if we didn't take her, she would either be taken to animal control to grow old and pass away, or not even have the chance. 

That didn't sit well with either of is at all. 

We were getting ready to go to bed last night when Chad said, "I don't know if all of our questions will be answered but I do know I'm not ok with her missing out on life because we don't want to do a little work. We can take her."

I almost cried out of happiness and appreciation for his tender heart!

We called and made it official this morning!

Scout Rucker is joining our family Saturday!

Happy Birthday to Our Baby!

Our Dolly has been home for 6 months today!

We decided to make this her birthday since she was born approximately around this time!

She's three!

And she's mellowed considerably since March!

Of course she got presents (that she got to "open")

Her "cake"!

We have a very happy little lady tonight!