Sunday, September 24, 2006

And we have a name!

The big black lab is named Dakota. And it seems he disappeared from home about three days ago. His mom suspects he ran off with this companion because she's a girl...and he's not fixed. hehehe. She's coming to pick him up after she gets off of work tonight.

We printed posters and put them up at local businesses. Steve went into the Kmart (not a SuperK...still an actual old style Kmart), asked the person at the Customer Service desk to hang up the poster, and walked out. This woman overheard and looked over at just the right moment to see the photos. She chased Steve out of the store (leaving her purse and everything behind in her excitement) and said with a smile, "I'm almost positive that's my sister's dog." A phone call to verify the words on his collar (Bark if you're Irish) and we knew we had the missing Dakota.

Despite everything, sometimes I'm still tempted to think that things happen the way they are supposed to.

Now...to find curly dog's mom/dad. Because no matter what happens, I'm NOT raising puppies.

3 comments:

Sherry (Hallesmom) said...

Woohoo! One down, one to go :) And hopefully no puppies - eeeekkk!

You guys are so great :)

Julie said...

That's wonderful news! And if you do end up with puppies, I'd take one! :)

kate said...

Great news! And yes, i might just be persuaded to take a puppy too...