HARRY

John says my heart is bigger than my brain. I guess he's right, because we added a new member to our family. I like things in 2's. It's more fun! Two cookies, two shoes, two dollars, two kids, two cats, two dogs.....We went to the Ft. Worth Animal Shelter and adopted "Harry". Someone (MOM!) sends me emails of sweet little dogs needing homes. I am always able to pass them by without much thought. But this time I took the link in the email to www.petfinder.com and was linked up with some pet pics. I scrolled through without much thought and then ooooh- there he was. Pictured with his brother, Scruffy, was Harry the dog. I kept thinking about him for days. So one day when we had cabin fever (Sophie was very sick for 3 days) we went to check him out. You're thinking, yeah, right. John couldn't even resist. And he's the one whose heart can be three sizes too small like the Grinch at times. Which, in his defense, can be a good thing. Like when my brain is three sizes too small.
I felt bad leaving brother Scruffy behind. But a very nice lady and her son adopted Scruffy the very same day. I hope their little doggy hearts aren't too sad about being split up. So far Harry is very loveable and easy going. What's not quite so easy going is his pee-pee and poopie accidents on our carpet. On those days he's "my" dog, "my" idea, "my" mess to clean up. But he's a cutie!