Joe and I arrived in Pensacola at about 9 p.m. after a day of flying, so obviously we didn't do anything that night but go to sleep. Side note: did you know it takes about eight hours to fly from John Wayne to Pensacola's meager airport? well it does... Anyhow, the next day Joe decided it'd be a good idea to drive me around and show me things. So, we went to the base and I saw the National Museum of Naval Aviation and we checked out the beach on base... then we went to the Oar House for lunch (yes yes, hee hee funny name... The Oar House, but in all seriousness they do have some good food).
We'd been discussing the subject of getting a puppy, first, because we both really wanted one, secondly, because neither of us had been able to/allowed to have one prior, and thirdly, because I don't know anyone here and that's a pretty good time to get a dog since I'd have a lot of time to spend with it. We didn't really think we'd end up getting a dog for a while, especially since Joe hadn't finished buying his house and dog's and trailers might not be a good mix, but we decided to head on over to the Humane Society and just take a look. When we arrived, there was a pen of adorable little puppies out front, three that were obviously brother and sisters, and one Cocker Spaniel that clearly wasn't of the same brood. It turned out that all but the Cocker Spaniel and the little girl puppy were adopted already, so I decided I'd play with the little girl.
One thing led to another, and I was hooked:
"Awrooooo"
"Hello!"
(This is also the wallpaper on my phone)
With her "dad" during her first trip to the beach... she doesn't really like the water, but she tries to humor us because she knows we do.
So, of course, we fell in love (with the puppy, that is) and decided we didn't want to let her go... and that is how we became proud "parents" to Miss Penny Lane (who is frequently also known as "poo"). And now, these pictures are about three months old, so I surely need to get some more, but that will have to wait till she does something cute or I have time to deal with it, or both. It's amazing how she's the boss now, but I don't mind. She really is (wo)man's best friend.




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