Cady got an "Oof, oof"

Last night, James and I decided we wanted to take Cadence to the pound to see the dogs. She's recently begun "oof, oofing" every time she sees a puppy on television. She adores animals in general. So we figured a trip to the pound to see real dogs was in order in an attempt to blow her mind. After a little more thought, I thought it'd be a better idea to go across town to the Petco because I knew they had dogs out and about and able to be pet from 10 to 3 on Saturdays. Not only could Cadence see puppies, she could even touch one!

We got there and Cadence enjoyed petting the overexcited terrier that almost bowled her over. We stared in awe at a couple's Irish Wolfhounds that were as big as some of the ponies I took care of at Rawhide Ranch during my camp counselor days (the dogs had to lower their heads to sniff at Cadence). In the midst of all this, we met Khloe. She was so sweet tempered, snuggled close for extra loves and even greeted Cadence with a kiss. We walked away, but found ourselves turning back and filling out the paperwork and bringing her home with us.

She's 2 years old with no discernible breed, so a purebred mutt. She's been very quiet. Not even a bark when someone knocks on the door. Cadence is fascinated with her, but she's a little nervous around Cadence. Khloe's even a little nervous around the cats. She just got fixed yesterday, so she's a little more docile than she would be otherwise. But she's a beautiful mutt. She's also about the biggest we could probably have in our apartment, which isn't too big, but she's bigger than she seems in the first picture. Just check out the second to see.

By the way, she reminds me so much of the dog I had growing up. She even has a similar coat pattern, except brown instead of black. So, yay, our daughters will have a dog growing up! We're all pretty happy with our newest addition.