Davan is sad this evening after we went back to the animal shelter to find that a family had just met Shelly and was filling out the adoption paperwork. We met another puppy just to see, but there wasn't the doggy love.
I have to admit that I'm sad, too, even though Shelly was bigger than we'd been planning on. Anthony seems relieved, but he didn't met her. She was something special.
We have a couple of trips coming up and we've decided to suspend looking until after my aunt's wedding next month.
Davan is having a hard time believing she's going to fall in love with another dog. Poor kid.