It's bound to happen in almost every child's lifetime.....a stray animal wanders into their yard and there's an instant attachment - in hope's that mom and dad will let them keep this poor unfortunate animal.
I believe most of you who read this will know that the area we live in is very wild as far as animals go....by that I mean - coyote's, bobcat's, hawks, and even an occasional cougar sighting.
Call me a fool, or call me tenderhearted.
I couldn't allow this dog to roam the streets and become a meal for the coyote's. We had just witnessed (two nights prior) our neighbor's dog being snatched and had to listen to the poor thing being carried away down the hillside.
So after keeping him in the garage for 24 hours Hannah and Cara gave him a flea dip/bath and then of course the next step was talking us into letting 'him' sleep in Hannah's room with her. Dad said "yes, but Monday we're calling the pound - we will not have a dog"!
GUESS WHAT - We now have a dog!
I may be sorry I caved in; in fact it's likely I will be sorry. But right now we have a very happy little girl. I couldn't bear to watch her cry as the pound carried the dog away. So far she has been very responsible - we'll see how long that lasts.