After losing Mia, hubs and I had absolutely no intention of adopting another pooch, at least not any time soon. None. We were beyond heartbroken and needed time to grieve.
But short story shorter, Elle was taken into care at our local dog rescue organization after being dumped at a shelter by a backyard breeder. Since she needed a soft place to land, we fostered-to-adopt her and officially became her family a couple of days ago.
Elle the Pom is as opinionated as f*ck and has totally taken over the house, much like Mia did before her. Maybe it’s a Pom thing. I don’t know. *le shrug* I think she’s part mountain goat, and fearlessly gets into anything and everything. Hubs and I constantly look like the proverbial deer caught in a headlight, and Clyde gives us WTH? looks with alarming regularity. At least, he does when the pair of them aren’t snuggled up together.
Also like Mia, she’s another self-appointed wellness coach who makes me take breaks for my own good, not just because she wants treats and belly rubs. She just doesn’t take “no” for an answer!
Welcome to the family, Elle! We still aren’t quite sure what hit us but we adore you already!