Ok, maybe it should be "See Jane be cute," but whatev. You get the idea.
Last week I posted about how Roxy, our dog of over 6 years, ran off 3 months ago. Just disappeared. I also mentioned how we were thinking about getting a new pup. Well, I kind of lied. There, I admit it. We'd actually already made up our mind that we were getting a new pup. Like, the next day.
I feel like that may come off as a bit heartless. "Hey, our Chihuahua-child is gone, and we miss her, whatever, but we're getting a new pup tomorrow!" That's not how it was - Roxy has been gone for months - but I guess that's how I presented it. I just couldn't admit she was gone until I knew we were ready to move on. It's a weird attachment thing. I'm not going to try to understand it.
So, Friday I ditched work (I'm actually well caught up and even ahead on most projects, so don't gasp like that) and drove all alone to Greensboro, where I met the future Jane.
She won my heart immediately. Immediately. And I think I might have won hers too.
I brought her home, introduced her to the family, and it's been sugarplums and gumdrops since Friday. Seriously. She naps all day, is taking to house training better than I've ever imagined a dog could, and is just so funny. But it is kind of like having a newborn in the house again, what with all those middle-of-the-night potty breaks.
And so a hole in our family has been filled. We find ourselves talking about Roxy even more now, like how funny it is that Jane - who is a Boxer - is already larger than Roxy was full-grown, even though she's just 7 weeks old. It will take us a while to really move on, and Jane is certainly helping us on our way.