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In Which We Get a Dog...Sort of!

What started out as a very normal trip to Bubba-Q's for dinner ended up turning our whole evening upside down! 


We drove along Shallowford towards Canton and found the traffic (near our old neighborhood) to be very slow. Cars were moving slowly, trying not to hit this sweet little dog who was wandering around on the side of the road. We couldn't just leave him there to get hit, so we opened the car door, and he hopped in! 


What were we thinking????


Kenley
We drove around the neighborhood to see if anyone was out looking for him, or if there were signs up for any lost dogs.  We went to the vet (closed) and to PetSmart (not helpful!). The whole time we were in the car, I was holding the dog and Grayson was cracking up! It was the funniest thing in the world to him! Finally we decided there was nothing to be done that night, so we picked up the essentials from Target and headed home. 


Once home I rushed around getting the kids fed (since by now we were about 2 hours past our dinner time) while Mom figured out the next step with the dog, whom we decided to call Kenley. She found an emergency vet close by and took him there to get checked out. He has no collar or tag or microchip to indicate who he belongs to, but the vet confirmed that he looked fairly well cared for, albeit a little on the skinny side.  He is (to our best guesstimation) a chihuahua-jack russel terrier mix (Jack Chi or Jackhuahua), around 1 or 2 years old. He is housebroken, knows basic commands, and very, very sweet! 

How could we not fall in love with that face?


The kids love him, and while I've never been much of a Chihuahua kind of person, I have to admit, this little guy has pretty much stolen my heart! 


According to the Humane Society, we have 7 days to find his owners. We've put up flyers, run an ad on Craigs List, and contacted all the local vets. In the meantime, we are happy to have our little visitor and I for one will be carefully evaluating how well he fits into our home. Truth be told, I think we may have just been adopted! 

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  1. I love this! So very much :) Kenley is a cute name - how did you guys land on that?

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