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Big Bad Brad is head over heels.......

Her name is P-Too ( Patootsy). She's the newest member of our family @ Sacre' Bleu....! Gallery.

Gale,

Link does not work. I did the same thing yesterday. Go to your album and share it. When it asks for an email put in your own and they will email you a link to your pictures. Copy that link and post it.

Phil

Thanks Phil......I am the most post-it-on WGBB photo-challenged person I know - LOL!

By the way - that's one awesome beast of a kiln. Whatever are you going to cook up in that baby?

Gale she is adorable! So cuddley!

Amy

Gale SO CUTE!!!! It makes my arms ache...I want to hold her too!
Amy

Gale,

I know this is probably too long and I shouldn't post it, but when I saw that photo of the pupply it made me think of this email someone sent me recently.

here it is:


Puppy size
 
This is one of the neatest stories I've ever heard.  You will know precisely what this little girl is talking about at the end!
 
"Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again.  We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times.  It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the mother told the volunteer.
 
"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked.
 
"Puppy size!" replied the mother.
 
"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."
 
"I know...we have seen most of them," the mom said in frustration...
 
Just then Danielle came walking into the office.
 
"Well, did you find one?" asked her mom.  "No, not this time," Danielle said with sadness in her voice.  "Can we come back on the weekend?"
 
The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed.
 
"You never know when we will get more dogs.  Unfortunately, there's always a supply," the volunteer said.
 
Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door.  "Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend," she said.
 
Over the next few days both mom and dad had long conversations with her.  They both felt she was being too particular.  "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration.  "We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.
 
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning.  By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs.  Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages.
 
There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted.  Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look.  One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one.  One by one she said, "Sorry, you're not the one."
 
It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup.  The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely.  This time she took a little longer.  "Mom, that's it!  I found the right puppy!  He's the one!  I know it!" she screamed with joy.  "It's the puppy size!"
 
"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said.
 
"No not size ---- the sighs.  When I held him in my arms, he sighed,"  she said.
 
"Don't you remember?  When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart.  The more you love, the bigger the sigh!"
 
The two women looked at each other for a moment.  Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry.  As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both.
 
"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh.  When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh.  I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said.  Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me.  I heard the sighs of his heart!"
 
Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh.  I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day.
 
Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear.  "Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."

Aw-w-w-w-w......nice story and very apt. Sighs of utter contentment come forth when holding just about any kind of baby - little or big.

The sadness in our new little puppy's life is that I found her and her 5 litter mates wandering alone, shivering and crying in below zero temps, just before dark. Some heartless sub-human had dropped them off by the railroad tracks that parallel our business district first street. They had been without water for some time and were ranging out into the street to lick at frozen water puddles.

Just one more part of our throw-away society mentality.

Argh - unforgivable!

She is adorable, Gale!!! I am so glad that she found you. What became of her brothers and sisters?

Lisa

Brad found (good we hope) homes for them, which was an easy go. They were all cute - cute pups.

I'm such a worry wart that I asked Brad to get names and phone numbers of the adoptive families and I will touch base with each of them before too long, to see how it goes.

Jeeez.......I'm such a bleeding heart - LOL!

No I'd say you are a very good person and I would do the exact same thing. Thank heavens for people like you.
-Amy