We have been searching the newspapers and online for some time now to find
another fur child to fill out our family.  The last of our poodles died at
seventeen years of age a few months ago.  She went to join her twin sister
who died last year.

We still have the two cats.  Jake the consummate Siamese gentleman, and
Molly the independent formerly feral Calico.   But our house is empty
without a dog.

Yesterday we found and chose our newest.  She is a four week old Border
Collie girl.  Her face and ears are while, but there is a black patch over
one eye and black on her body.   Also white feet and legs.  A lot of the
white should dapple with gray and she gets older.  She was bred by a woman
that trains stock dogs.  I'll have pictures in a few days that I can post.
It never even occurred to me to take a camera along yesterday.

Now we have to come up with a good call name for her.  Something Scottish
and distinctive that contrasts well with Jake and Molly.  (I wish we hadn't
wasted the name Molly on the cat.  She has never once responded to it)

Funny how fast I went from yesterday being very undecided.  I liked several
pups we saw but they were all being sleepy little blobs and I had now real
preference for any one out of five girls I liked.  This morning I woke
Charlie up to make him call to make sure they didn't sell MY puppy out from
under me.

We will likely pick her up on my birthday, December 6th.  St. Nicholas Day.

Jo