Speaking of cute, Michael and Megan might have found a puppy for me. She is a six-month-old chihuahua mix. Mike and I are going to the shelter on Wednesday to see her. I'm a little nervous, to be honest, but Michael reassures me they are nice, easy-going people there. These days they practically want blood to get you to adopt a dog. I hope I can come home with her. They call her Jingles, but she will be my Sophie! Ha, ha, Katherine wants me to name her, "Sophie Jingles Santa's-Little-Helper."
We'll see how it goes.
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