Well, her name IS China after all. A little story about her name. No, we aren't particularly partial to fancy dinnerware nor communist governments. China came to us from the Humane Society. There, her name was "Haley".
We went there and looked over the line-up and Haley/China stood out to me. I took her out for the test drive and she was just as sweet as I prejudged her to be. She cozied right up to me and said "Please, please PUH-LEEEEEZ take me home with you! And by the way, my name's China, not Haley".
Okay, easy enough.
We requested her hand in family-dog marriage and the paperwork was begun. But wait! A little while later we got a call. There'd been a mix-up. Haley/China had already been promised to another family! Okay, fine.
But wait! A couple of days later we get another call. Haley/China has been returned to the shelter. Wasn't getting along with the first family's other pooch (uh, no doubt that alpha bitch thing I mentioned the other day...). Still want her?
Could we go get her that day? Like in a coupla hours? Otherwise they'd have to snuff her out? (not their exact words, but that was the long and short of it.)
So that was about six years ago. Our other dog, Domino, who has since gone to the big running-around field in the sky, didn't seem to mind the alpha bitchness. What a guy he was. *sniff*.
And I was glad to have her in the family. It's wasn't easy being the lone bitch around here. We get in our girl time, and I'd like to share a bit of that today. SO, lace up the shoes and load up on some plastic bags! We're going....
Thanks a bunch, everyone,
next time,we'll do the Dumpster tour!