As I’ve mentioned previously, I spent several weeks in Wisconsin this winter. On my return home, Pam picked me up at the airport. My flight had been delayed – the usual, bad weather in Atlanta – so we were late. Pam was slightly distracted, but I put that off to not finding me at the airport. We got home, I grabbed my luggage and tried to carry it all into the house at once. The doors aren’t quite that wide. I was trying to squeeze past Pam in a narrow hallway when I noticed …

dog dishes

Hmm, I thought. Very odd. did I see that right? Maybe Pam decided to help with that Border Collie up the street that needed a temporary home. I figured I’d ask when I put my luggage down.

As I walked through the next room, I noticed a dog toy on the floor.

Very curious. I was just about to say something before I put my luggage down when I heard …

Barking.

No question about it. A dog barking. In our house.

Please welcome Sadie.

Please welcome Sadie. She is, supposedly, a Whippet mix – we’re not quite sure – and she is a very good dog who needed a home.

We’ve been looking at, talking about, and thinking about Greyhounds for a number of years. The discussions started up again when we got this house.

The thing about greyhounds, though, is that they are very tall dogs. Recently, we’ve been talking about getting a smaller dog.

What Pam found while I was gone, was a smaller dog with a greyhound personality. She likes her exercise, but when she’s not exercising

she just loves to curl up in her bed.

Edited at 2:09 PM: Additional pictures can be found here.