Welcome to home, Sweet Bailey
Welcome to home.
We waited all night long!
The turkey's roasting, Bailey
Treat jar full
We're celebratin' Youuuuu!
Bailey surprised the Army by walking past the door and going into the yard. The WDA scrambled through the dog door. I heard Zsofia wooing a special speech of welcome. Zso made her first notes on her official "Mentor" clipboard: Teach new kid how to sing.
It was official without even being addressed; of course Bailey was to join the White Dog Army. This was one of those rare times when a new recruit walks in like they have been part of us forever. There was no confusion, no shyness. She licked Steve's face, allowed herself to be sniffed and greeted and then came in to meet those of us inside. She bounded over and shoved her snooter on my glasses as she pushed her head against me for loving. We were all sold; we had not even noticed that her foster mom had already gone back to the car for the paperwork.
Needless to say, "Welcome Bailey Marie, Sky-Eyed White Dog At Heart!"
|Hey Zso, this ramp is SO cool!|
|Opal was VERY please that Bailey brought new toys along in her luggage|
|Cleaning up the remains of duck jerky treats|
|Every adoptee from from Breeder Release Adoption Services comes "wrapped in a blanket of love"|