Puppy Update

Our little visitor responded very well to being called Puppy, but that didn't suit it seems. I was informed after the little waif spent her first night here that her name was Carla.

Ummm. You know it's never a good thing when an animal that you absolutely, positively are not keeping suddenly has a Name.

We finally reached the owners, and after a long, convoluted story that strongly resemebled a hillbilly soap opera, we were told they would be by to pick up the dog that evening. Or the next day. At least before supper time. Wha? Now if this had been our dog that had suddenly gone missing, my children would have been up in arms until our dog was home and safe.

As it turns out the puppy's "grandparents" live right down the road from us. That made the eventual picking up rather easy. My fear though is that these people don't regularly show their puppy a fraction of the love and care it received from my children during its stay at our place. What do you want to bet we haven't seen the last of Carla?