Still jonesing for a particular pair of black, floppy ears.

[sistawendy]

As part of m'boy's Mitzvah project, we went down to Barkz, a doggie stuff store in downtown Kirkland, where the Bullseye pit bull rescue folks had four of their dogs. Officially, we were there to find out what they needed and introduce ourselves, but of course, we had to pet and play with the pups.

There was one who had the Puppigrrl's coloration and similar markings, another one who sagged against you when you scratched her as mine did when she was young, and another one with a ready tongue. One of them is missing a foreleg. They were all playful and pettable and drop-dead cute.

None of them were my beautiful Katie with the deep, scary bark and the rock star charisma.

(We stopped by Meow cat rescue, too, on the way home. Sorry, kitties, but I'm much more susceptible to the charms of a dog.)

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:-(

Another friend of mine lost her big black doggie last week, too. It all sucks a lot.