Something odd tonight. I was watching the end of Smallville and it felt like Pegasus was there in the hallway, wanting me to go out the back. After the show was over I did, and as I got to his memorial bush I was overcome by this wonderful feeling of love and contentedness. and it felt like Peggy was there with me. A nice feeling, and then I got a message.
And the message was, that if I want to get a companion dog for Bobby, it's OK to do so. Been thinking about that for a while. Bobby seems in good health (though we're battling fleas just now) but he's 14 to 17 years old, which is a good age for a Jack Russell. I've been thinking it might be a good time to get a second dog, maybe one about the same size. Well, there was a post on facebook I saw earlier today about pet rescuse and while I'm interested with no car it's hard to know how to organise things. Had a look at their web site and found
Freddy.
I think he'd be a good match for the little woof, but I'm still umming and ahhing. I can afford the $200, and it may be that they'll drive him out to me. Shall have to think about tis.