SingSong: "My Mutts, My Mutts, MyMuttsMyMuttsMyMutts

I think we've known one another long enough, it's time to meet the family. I'll start with the Mutts, the girls. I'll introduce my hubby another time. He'll have to be in his element, it's getting close, it will be soon. I'll let you know when I'm ready.

So here we are: Kia on the left and Annie on the right. Kia aka: KiKi or Keeks and Annie aka: Annie Peanut or Annie P. Since I don't have children, these two are my spoiled rotten girls. Annie was spotted at a Wal-Mart Parking Lot Special Give Away. She truly thinks the parking lot is her home. We made one trip back to Wal-Mart after I lugged her home in October, 2003, and she took off. Ran, ran the parking lot like a mad raccoon. She had to be looking for someone to take her back to her real family, I dunno, we haven't taken her back to Wal-Mart since. I'm afraid one of these days she'll hitch a ride back to the Wal-Mart Parking Lot Special Give Away locale.

Kia was adopted after my beloved Boxer, Frankie Beans passed. It was June, 2004, my hubby read an ad in the local paper about some puppies being found, a very giving lady wanted to make sure they didn't go to bad homes. I called, she was very nice. She found 4 puppies in the ditch. They had been starved, possibly beaten and were a mess. She took them all to the vet and they were doing well. Kia was suppose to be part Shar-Pei and part Mastiff. I couldn't imagine. Look at her, does she look like part Shar-Pei part Mastiff? I don't think so. Lab I would dare to guess. The nice lady brought the puppy out for us to see. She was mostly bald with little patches of wannabe hair. "Good Grief" I thought to myself. She stunk, looked a mess. After a few pleasantries I kindly told the lady that my hubby and I would take a quick ride, discuss it and let her know. "We'll take her!" my hubby said proudly as if he wasn't going to get his bid in. "Good Grief" I channeled Charlie Brown. I couldn't fathom this bald, naked puppy thriving in our home, never growing hair, being in her naked splendor for the rest of her dog days. She'd be the mutt butt of bad jokes from all the neighborhood dogs. They'd be rolling in their grassy yards, hooping it up when we'd walk by for our nightly strolls. After my hubby made his surprising announcement, Kia licked my face and the nice lady cried. Kia found her way home...