Her name is Peaches!

I have always believed that animals find you, you don't find them. I have never been looking for a pet when I found any of mine. Otis was sitting in a big cage in a dirty pet store. I told them to open the cage and let me have him. I didn't care what it cost, he was not spending another minute in that little cage. He lived 9 wonderful years with me.

Peepers came to me at midnight by one of my co-workers. She weighed about 4 pounds and poked her head out from under the co-worker's jacket. She had found the momma and daddy and just needed to find homes for the pups. I took her at midnight and named her 'Midnight Peepers', soon shortened to 'Peeps'

My cat, Piffles, was in a cage in PetCo where I had gone to get food for Peepers. We had just lost Otis that summer and Peepers was so lonely. When I spotted Piffles in that cage....well, you know the story. Piffles and Peepers soon became fast friends and I was glad that Peepers had the feline company, but thought she might need some canine company as well.

It was only a thought in my head when I saw this ad on Craigslist that said 50% Pug, 50% Shitzhu. Pure curiosity sent me to 'just see what she looked like'. Well, her name is Punkin and she is now a year old. Piffles hates her. Peepers is gone and Punkin is alone during the day by herself. AGAIN.....just a thought in my head that later on, maybe we would get her a companion.

So, I am dissolving my business and today was moving day. I Pulled the truck up in front of my store and began the gruelling process of loading the truck. I glanced outside to see a crowd of people in front of the Horizon Pet Store. There stood the owner, looking at me and pointing to what was in his arms. A 5-week old Golden Retriever that was cuter than any baby you have ever seen. I walked out to pet her and when I looked into her eyes, I saw Abbie. Abbie has been such an influence on me and my life. Just last night I wrote 'I wish I could clone Abbie'. Do I need to tell you the rest.......

She comes home with me on May 17th. She is not named yet, but I will never look at her without seeing Abbie in her. I want her to meet and play with Abbie while she is a puppy so that Abbie can teach her a thing or two. I never thought about owning a Golden, but someone I love very much has longed for one. This will be 'our' dog.

And so my theory stands true. She was meant to be. She chose us and not the other way around.

I will keep you posted on her name when it is decided.

To Abbie's mommy and daddy.........There are eight more pups in the litter. They range from blonde to Red and all are adorable. Every consider another one.....I heard a rumor that you have a TERRIFIC pet sitter so she would be well loved!!!!