A new dog

To celebrate Grandma's good health report, our son Luke went out and bought a dog last night. I went over to visit, bringing the vacuum with me since Luke doesn't have one yet (he's been borrowing them). Apparently, Callie, a Siberian Husky mix (6 months old) was eating everything she could see (or smell) on the carpet.

Callie was rescued from a farm residence where the elderly owner had died. His children, who were unaware of any pets, found two dogs in the garage. It seems the dogs had lived off the land or whatever they could find.

Callie seems friendly and curious. Luke has wanted a dog since before he got his own place, so I think he is ready.

I wonder if Callie and Raven will get along--after all, they are now related. Raven is, ummm--Callie's uncle?

Till next time,


Suzi