I got another dog. I had two already--Gracie, an 8-year old pit, and Bella, a 5-year old miniature Pomeranian. The newest addition is a 7-week old pit (we think) from a shelter in San Antonio. A friend's sister who lives there was fostering three puppies from a litter of five for the shelter. The mother of the puppies was put down after giving birth because she was very sick. My friend met her sister in Austin on Sunday to pick up the dogs, two of which she had already found someone here to adopt. The last one, the runt of the litter, is now with me.
I had forgotten how much work (and how much fun) a puppy is. I was considering Hazel, Mabel, Josephine, or Vivian for a name, but when I saw her she just looked like a Ruby. Here she is on the left. Her brother is on the right.
