|At B&D Burgers|
A dog friendly restuarant
On the Saturday after Thanksgiving, we hit a few pet adoption fairs and ended up at the Humane Society where a shaggy pooch was sitting in a crate out by the front desk. Mia was the dog of the day. She seemed mellow with a beautiful face. The papers indicated they through she was a terrier/Irish wolfhound mix. We weren’t so such. We looked around the other dogs available and then came back and asked a few questions. At the invitation of the director, we decided to take her out into the yard where she came alive. She enjoyed playing. It had only been five days since we said goodbye to Trisket and we didn’t know if we were up for another dog right yet, but realizing a sucker when she saw one, the manager suggested we take Mia home for a sleepover.
After some searching on the internet, we are pretty sure that she is mostly a Wirehaired Pointing Griffon. Not only does she look a lot like them, she also have many of their traits. In the past week and a half, I’ve had her at my office, taken her to a dog friendly restaurant, and taken her fairly long walks. She is a little overweight (the vet thought this might have come when she was neutered and wasn’t getting enough exercise, which is supposedly common with female dogs). So she is on a diet.
|Napping with Mia on Sunday afternoon|
|At Sunrise, on a walk|
Someone had surrendered a great day (often dogs here are surrendered by those in the military who are deployed or sent to posts where they can’t take dogs). She has a wonderful demeanor. Inside, she is mellow and outside she is frisky. She fits in well and we feel blessed by her presence. We've nicknamed her Mimi.
|Sunrise (on an early morning walk|