Chapter 9

A new Fur Baby.
We had two dogs and four cats, more than enough fur babies for any sane person. I had my Pommie, Reesie, ruler of my heart, the Cheeseball, Chester, our big lovable clown, and the "bad cats" who make me smile, and keep me moving. Until yesterday. Yesterday my prince charming gave me my Valentine gift a few days late. On Valentinte's day, Anthony gave me a cute stuffed dog who begs for hugs from hallmark, and 3 lbs of Chocolate from Boscov's (my secong favorite candy!) I thought that was it. We had plans to go out to dinner tonight to celebrate. Then yesterday happen. Friends of ours have Norewegian Elkhounds. One of their females had 5 puppies, and they had found homes for 3 of them. We had visited them a month ago and I fell in love with them, I wanted one so bad, but Anthony said we did not need 3 dogs, and we could not afford to board 3 dogs when we go away for the summer. When we visited our friends yesterday, they had 2 females left. They had been selling the puppies, but offered us one for free. All I did was look at my prince charming, and he said we would take one. So now we have Meesha, or Misha, still not sure how we are going to spell it. She is a beautiful babies. and I have a feeling will be my "baby girl" and spoiled rotten before long. Elkhounds are part of the spitz family, which I have already figured out seems to be my favorite dog "family" (with the exception of Pugs, LOL) So now I am a Pommie/Elkhound/Cheeseball mommie. Or I guess a Spitz mommie. MMMM will have to think about it. Not sure how to word this new title. LOL