I am not sure all of you are aware, a tragedy occurred the Friday after we returned from Utah. At the age of 56 and without illness or warning, Carrie's father-in-law, TJ, passed away. Cindy, Gary's mom, called the paramedics that morning, but there was nothing they could do for TJ and he was pronounced as soon as they reached the hospital. Carrie and Gary rushed from Arizona to be with Cindy and to help in whatever way she needed. Joey and I went to visit and see how we could help on Sunday. In true Carrie fashion, she dove into the paperwork that had to be collected from the far corners of the house and organized. When we arrived, Carrie was reading through legal documents and preparing all that would need to be taken to a lawyer later in the week. We did a little to help her with collecting papers and identifying what was junk and what to file. Mostly we visited.
The following Thursday, JoAnn and I drove to OKC and picked up Carrie to come visit our neck of the woods. Carrie spent the night with JoAnn on Thursday and me on Friday. We had a good visit. We had Braums sundaes for dinner and went shopping at Hobby Lobby. Then we went home and made necklaces. Carrie's was this awesome combination of big acrylic beads and thin glass beads. It is amazing how she will pick things to put together that I would never think could look right, but then it looks like a designer piece. Anyway, we had a good time and talked until way too late.
So, returning to the unfortunate event that brought Carrie and Gary to Oklahoma. Cindy and TJ had taken in a dog shortly before he passed away. They were planning to find it a home and now Cindy would be doing that alone. Carrie had asked if I may be able to help, considering my connections. So, we met the "little dog" (as Carrie called it) on Sunday when we were in OKC. Only Carrie could call this dog "little". I estimated she was around 35 pounds! Enormous, in comparison to my brood all under 15 pounds. She was a pleasant dog and Joey and I said we'd think about it. Well, by the time Carrie was headed back to OKC, we agreed to foster her until we could get her spayed and find a suitable family. Saturday night, JoAnn delivered Darby to our door. She is a beautiful red-nose pit bull terrier. Her coat is a blinding white with big red-gold spots. She looks like a cow skin rug!
Fast forward a week and a half. She is spayed, up to date on her shots and not going anywhere. Joey is only half serious when he offers to divorce me. I didn't do it by myself, though. He likes her as much as I do. And she is way more manly than any of our other dogs. The final test will be when the boys arrive home. It may be that 4 dogs really will be too many when I have 2 boys to wrestle, too.
Whether or not she is right for us, I don't think I'll have any trouble placing her. She is so good natured and very smart. She hasn't had a single accident in the house and she tolerates my dogs just fine. (Of course, I don't think she believes they are dogs.) If I can ever get her to hold still and take a good picture, I'll post some.
Oh, one more thing... If you see the boys, please don't mention Darby! It is a suprise! ;)
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