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Growing up, my parents had a dog when I was really little, I got a rabbit from a friend who had a litter when I was 9 and then we got our family dog when I was about 12 or so. Our family dog we adopted from the humane society and has been the greatest dog! Since Sean and I have been married, we have adopted Oscar our grey tiger striped & white kitty that passed away in 2007 that we missed terribly, from the humane society. Toby, our brittany spaniel, we adopted from a friend who was getting divorce and needed to find homes for her 3 dogs. And our latest addition, William, was found in a bar parking lot just outside of a trailor park.

With all of that said, I'm such a sucker for those little faces and their wagging tails... or I guess in my case it's a wagging nub. That just what the breed had. It's just as cute and doesn't knock your vase off the table!

So, while we were watching the Westminster Dog Show, I decided to go on the local humane societies website just to see what was available.

Of course, there was a brittany spaniel on there named Red. He's just darling and I want to {so badly} give him a home. My husband says that if I bring him home then he'll leave and I know he's kidding but he really doesn't want another dog. Honestly though, he never had a choice about the other animals and I just brought them home and he couldn't refuse. I wish I could do it without spending money but I would have to pay to adopt him. :(

Anyway, here's Red, isn't he just darling!

Hopefully this weekend I can talk my husband into adopting him, if not, maybe you can! :)


Alyson said…
Red is adorable! I hope he finds a home soon. Alyson
Mandy said…
What a cutie! Brittanys are the best!
sassytimes said…
I think you should get him!!! I'm a sucker for a dog face. They show me those sad eyes and I'm theirs. My husband refuses to go to any sort of adopt-a-thon with me because he knows I'll either end up crying hysterically or we'll end up leaving with a few puppies. He knows me oh so well. ;)

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