Annie, Annie, Annie... smile...

Annie has found her furever home with a delightful lady... They spent time together last Saturday at adoptions, and then I got a call on Monday saying that she could not get Annie out of her heart and head... Annie has that effect upon you and it was with a somewhat saddened heart that I took her last night to her new furever home...

Annie is going to have a GREAT home and FANTASTIC furever life with her new mom and I'm so happy for both of them!... Annie certainly deserves it after what she's been through and she can now be a dog without having to be a producer of puppies any longer!... She can run, sleep, jump, play, cuddle and hand out kisses for the rest of her life... This is what rescue is all about - placing great dogs with awesome people and slowing down the killing fields of the unwanted and discarded animal companions.

Congratulations to both her new mom and Annie!

Annie and Boots...

I just love this picture of Annie and Boots...



So much so I also put it up on the Cafepress store with the caption of 'Well behaved Chihuahuas rarely make history' - not that either one is a badly behaved Chihuahua, but I loved the quote and the picture, plus they are almost like 'salt and pepper' when sitting together - both with the same sided flop ear...

Despite the look of the photo, Annie's not a large dog (less than 6 pounds), but I intentionally took a close-up when I saw them sitting together in the Chihuahua penthouse...

Boots has a BAD case of SA going on right now... Guess it is to be expected with what she's gone through recently... It will be some time before she's ready to be adopted...

Annie on the other hand, is ready to go... She's beyond the shelter experience and is SO involved in whatever is going on around here... A few months ago, one of my fosters decided they liked chewing on the bottom of a wicker hamper my husband has had for EONS , but because it was 'his' I felt bad, but just hadn't gotten around to reweaving it... This week I put it on the kitchen table and tackled it, but it took several hours to strip down the damaged parts, save what I could of the wicker and fill in the empty spots...

Everyone had a free-for-all chasing the polyester cording that seemed to go for miles and miles (at least my arms felt like that!)... Some taking an end and heading out onto the patio as far as the length would go! (Nacho, Chloe, etc.)... But Annie? She sat right there on the arm of the recliner couch and watched me diligently the entire time... Almost as is she wanted to learn how to weave herself! (smile)...

Either that, or she was inspecting my work!

Once I finished, she seemed satisfied, jumped down and went on outside to play with the other dogs... Guess I'd done good!

Annie... just as sweet as honey!

Annie decided last night that I didn't wash my face well enough... So she proceeded to do it for me! Eventually we both got tired of the face washing, and cuddled in to sleep. Annie couldn't be sweeter if she tried!

She's already learned her name and gets along great with everyone else. Annie engages in routine games of 'catch me if you can' in the backyard with the rest of the crew every afternoon. When she walks, she wags her tail and she is always a happy, happy doggie!



We absolutely love those adorable expressions she has with the one ear up and the other down!

Annie's arrival...

This little girl's story just about broke my heart... She had seven 5-week old puppies and was left at the shelter by the backyard breeder... Without her puppies as four had already been sold... For whatever reason the breeders decided to bail her back out (maybe the other three puppies weren't do so well being taken off their mom so early?... Dunno).. Annie had been in the shelter for a week by then, loaded with milk sacks that hung to the floor and became available...

The backyard breeders didn't want to pay for a breeder's permit, nor did they want to pay for the board and care... As for me? I didn't want to see Annie sentenced yet again to the rest of her life being nothing more than a brood mare, being breed for profit, so I was determined to get her out of the shelter!

Annie spent yet another week in the shelter as they waited for the backyard breeders to show proof they were indeed the owners... But apparently they did not (or could not), so Annie came home with me after getting spayed on May 26th... Even in pain from the spay, she was wagging her tail at us the very first night! And she has the cutest expressions on her face with the one ear that flops over and the other that stands upright!



Annie's a dream... A pure dream!