|Tired kids and a tired dog, but oh so happy.|
Rudy is home. He's the sweetest dog imaginable.
Even when the silly Momma of the house, slightly lost on the way home (the foster home was an hour away), tried to turn around in too soft ground, causing us to get stuck and stranded for three hours, Rudy was a trooper. He didn't bark or get irritated at his four-hour stay in his crate in the back of our van.
The children, however, took it harder. The girls thought we would die and Beth wondered what heaven was like. We've never been stranded before, so it was quite a new
It was a rough beginning, but Rudy is home (saved in January from dog-pound death row by a pet rescue operation). The kids feel like heaven has come down and settled right here in our home.