Hello, Lovey!

Yesterday was the day of Lovey's arrival.  The Intrepid Trio who were driving up from Mobile, Alabama, made the trip straight through.  They finally arrived around a quarter to one, after hours of rain, road construction, traffic jams, and potty breaks -- for the 16 dogs they were transporting to foster homes (and forever homes) up north.

The Intrepid Trio - Lovey's Foster Mom is center.

After quite a bit of excitement - it does take a while to remove dogs from their crates, put leashes on, walk them, water them and feed them - the human group straggled in to tuck into fruit salad, scrambled eggs and bacon, and to enjoy a potty break themselves.  I wanted every single dog in the van -- there are some very lucky families up here.

She is amazingly like Scrappy - but about a third smaller.
Waiting for Amy to come back.  :(

Scrappy and Lovey did some snarling/snapping posturing - (Watch it, Buddy!) - then settled down.  Scrappy managed to mark his territory through three rooms.....thank goD for tiled floors.  Lovey turned out to be a diminutive version of Scrappy - she is adorable.  Understandably confused and worried, she paced most of the rest of the day, finally crashing around 8, snuggled tightly against me on the couch, snoring loudly.  I am putty in her paws.

Uneasy truce - still looking for Amy.
Scrappy's look says it all.

I think that she will settle in well - we have a rather busy few days coming up, so I am hoping it doesn't throw her for a loop.  She does well in her crate, which is furnished with a cushy bed, soft blanket, toys and chewies.  She is learning not to tow me along on the leash, loves all the smells along the road, and is very soft and snuggly.  She is not so sure about me - she wavers from stuck to me like glue, to giving me the hairy eyeball and keeping her distance.  Scrappy, however, is Mr. Industrial Strength Velcro.  I think we will be just fine.