Meet Juliet

As I mentioned in a previous post, there are now two dogs in the house. I’ll get to her in a second, but first, a quick backstory.

My good friend Emily owns and runs her own animal rescue, Louie’s Legacy. It’s a wonderful cause and I’m just amazed at what she has put together. Back in June or so, my family and I decided that we were ready to take on a foster dog. My thinking was that bringing in a foster would help in getting it adopted by socializing the dog with other animals and kids. I had the conversation with the kids what a foster dog involved and that it was not ours to keep. They both agreed and looked forward to meeting our temporary family member.

I stopped by one of the adoption events to bring home our foster. She was a tiny little black puppy, part lab, part hound and part something else. She was abandon in a farm with her siblings and her mom, left to die. Luckily, they were rescued by Louie’s Legacy and given a second chance.

Juliet was tiny. Tiny enough to fit comfortably in a tote bag. She sat in the car on the way home, not even trying to steal my “On-the-way-home-taco-bell”. The second I brought her in the house, the kids fawned all over her. And the man? Oooooh. He picked up Juliet and said “I’m your new daddy.”

Sigh.

So much for the “foster” part.

But it was hard not to fall for her. Bella even took to her.

Juliet has to be right next to Bella. Her first moment at the dog parks, during walks, everything. They even run up and down the yard in sync.

Having Juliet has made the house noisier for sure, but we miss her terribly when she’s not around. She wakes me up in the morning with little kisses when she has to go outside. She makes little grunts when we picked her up, but loves to be cuddled, despite her much larger size. And belly rubs…Best thing EVER for her. She even rolls onto her back in her sleep for rubs.  And aside from her tendency to eat everything — the xbox wires, the playstation wires, the tv wires, shoes, socks, toys, etc. – and her weird obsession with pooping in the bathroom (can’t blame her for trying I guess), she has settled right in to the family.

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