We got a puppy!!!
We love dogs. We just do. Some people are cat people, others dog people. I don’t really understand you cat peeps-sorry I just don’t!-but we had to make a decision. It was cats or rats. So, we chose cats. And while we have a pet, she is no dog. Yes, she might follow us all around the house or even beg during meal time, but she is still a cat. And cats just don’t hold a place in our hearts the way a dogs do. Oh, except for the other day when I found a huge rat tail and the top of a rat on our doorway-she earned a quite few love points then.
Penelope nuzzled right into my heart from the beginning- the car ride. We had to drive to Port au Prince to get her. A friend of ours, Melissa, is working for a great organization down there, called Heartline. There is actually a link on your right, if you wanna check them out-click on women’s programs to find the part about making purses and jewelry. This particular program is called Haitian Creations-crafting beauty, giving hope. And while we were down there, we grabbed a whole bag of purses and necklaces to sell at our house when we have teams. I’m SO pumped. I’ve already bought a bag and some earrings for myself! I just can’t help it-they are so cute and the proceeds go directly to them and to support that ministry and other ministries that Heartline offers!!! Talk about empowering.
And while we were there, we got to hang out with Melissa. Not only was it so fun to just see her and catch up, but we also went out to this fancy restaurant! It had twinkly lights and water fountains and the food was Mediterranean! What the heck? We sure don’t like the crazy hustle and bustle of Port au Prince, but finding gems like that, and visiting their grocery stores were I found wraps, feta and apples-was so fun.
Oh right, back to the car ride. It was a jostling event, for Penelope and us. (yes, I renamed her!) She was such champ. I sat in the back with her, trying to calm her down since she was pretty freaked out. But she did great, and just laid her head in my lap the whole time. And only yacked once-not on me thankfully- but I did move to the front after that.
I’d say she’s adjusting well. Sometimes we forget that she a puppy, seeing as how she is already about 85 pounds. She looks like a great dane, because she is tall and hasn’t filled in yet. Her dad and mom both are pushing about 200 pounds. Can’t wait.