The Truth about Puppies and Red Birds

Well, I'm back, again. I had a busy weekend with Yale Street Market on Saturday. It was a good day, and I had a lot of fun visiting with everyone that came out for it. Leslie and I will have a booth at Art in the Park in Orange, TX on the 21st. So, if you are in the area come out and see us.

Saturday night after Yale Street Market, we went to El Tiempo Cantina with Leslie and Carmen. We had a really nice meal and headed home afterwards. When it was close to bedtime, I took Oscar out to potty. Immediately, I heard this loud crying noise coming from the street in front of our complex. I really thought it was a baby. I let Oscar in the apartment and headed back outside to investigate. Right away I saw something running around the street as car passed by. I ran to the gate and noticed that it looked like a tiny puppy that was about to be run over by a car. I started calling for the puppy as it was still crying out for help. The puppy stumbled over towards me and struggled to climb the curb and crawl through the gate. Finally, she landed right in my hands. She was adorable and probably about 2 pounds. I have no idea how old she was, but she couldn't have been more than a couple of weeks old. I ran in the apartment and called for Keith to come outside. I put the puppy down on the ground and she ran over to Keith and cuddled up next to his leg. Oscar was raising all kinds of hell in the house because he knew something good was going on outside. I noticed that it looked like the puppy had mange, so I knew that she couldn't stay in the house overnight. So, I decided to put her on the patio connected to our spare room. We have two patios...one connects to the spare room and one to the master. I was afraid to put her on the patio by the master, because I knew Oscar would go crazy all night if she cried at all. I set up Oscar's kennel on the spare room patio and set her up with food, water and blankets. I stayed out with her for a bit while she scarfed down some food and eventually curled up in the kennel. Then, about 15 minutes later we heard a loud crying noise coming from the patio outside our room. It seems puppy had found her way to our patio and was scratching and crying as loud as she could trying to get our attention. I finally got up and went out on the patio and carried her back to the kennel on the other side. It seems that she had gotten locked out of the kennel and wanted back in. I let her back in and propped open the door with a towel. She went right in and curled up for bed. The next morning I got out of bed to find her starring in the glass at Amos who was curiously examining her. She had made herself at home. Let me tell you, I really wanted to keep this dog. She was so cute, but she looked a lot like a lab mix (she had a beautiful golden color), and we definitely don't need a big dog in this apartment. So, I decided to take her to the SPCA, where it is my hope that she will find a good home. I put her on the counter at the SPCA and she kept running right back to me to hold her. I nearly caved and brought her back home with me. I can only imagine the look on Keith's face if I would have done that! They assured me, however, that she would find a good home. Of course, puppies are highly desired as adoptable pets. So, I hope that she has found a good home by now. She will definitely make someone a great pet. I was already attached to her in a matter of hours.

Ok...enough of that or I am gonna get sad. On a much happier note, I am proud to report that The St. Louis Cardinals beat San Diego in the NLDS by a tally of 3 games to 1. Starting tomorrow they play the NY Mets for the National League title. The Cardinals are definitely the underdog, which was also the case in the NLDS. I am very hopeful that they can continue to play excellent baseball, though. If their pitching stays strong and the rest of the offense (other than Pujols) contributes, they definitely have a chance. GO CARDS! GO CARDS! GO CARDS!
GO CARDS!

Until next time...