She doesn't have a name yet, but we found ourselves a dog. She's part golden retriever, part Labrador, and maybe a little Irish setter. She has the long wavy hair and medium size of a golden but a reddish brown almost like an Irish setter, and a big head like a lab.
She likes to prance around the back yard checking out the flora and fauna, leap up at the bugs, stalk the squirrels, and wallow in the mint, lamium, and strawberries. She's gradually adjusting to our house, figuring out where to lie down, where the humans do what they do, and how to fit into the new pack. You can see her start to move, hesitate, change direction, and go somewhere else. Most of the time she's following Gven, the Mama.
It's settled. Her name is Ruby, or Rhuby, aka Rhubarb, Rhube, Mrs. Rubenstein, Rubiks Cube, and occasionally Pookie, just cuz she's so cute.
All this came about during a whirlwind search online by the Mama of our pack, who decided it was time to find a dog. Our house has been without nonhuman animals since last fall when Dali and Isabel died. It's spring, it's Gven's birthday/week, and both kids are here, so it's time. And she found the right dog.
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