It was pretty easy to guess my little secret on my last post. For posterities sake I'll have to give some background info on this little secret...so scroll down to pics if you'd like to skip my narrative! Here goes...A few months ago I had a dream. In the dream Jack and I were retired, driving an RV, and we had a dog with us named "Ralph". You'd think after this dream I'd be looking to do atleast 2 things from this dream...namely, to retire, and then to find an RV! Nope..I'm not anywhere near retirement and we look at RV's on the road and say either "yay!" or "nay" when it comes to what we would want. But we're not anywhere near ready to buy one. So that left "Ralph". When I bought the Halloween skeleton dog I named him Ralph. I'm not sure Jack was realizing that I was also scouring the internet about dogs that needed a home. I wanted a dog that was small enough for travel, not shedding or having any reason to make my Grandson's allergies go crazy, friendly, a good walker. He was surprised when I started showing him dogs in shelters around our area and even ones in other states. When I actually put in adoption papers for one he was really surprised. Yep, the universe had shifted and I was looking for a dog! In the mean time we went to Ashland's dog pound to see what was available..we went twice. Although our hearts went out to the many dogs that were there, we didn't find a good fit for us. I hadn't heard anything from the agency I sent inquiries to about a dog I saw there....a dog named "Chubbs". I called the director and still didn't hear back. I was ready to just forget the whole thing when she suddenly called. I sent her the adoption form and waited...and waited. Then I called her again to make sure she actually received them. She apologized because she hadn't had time to look at them since her rescue shelter was moving. Long story short.....we went on Sunday to check out old Chubbs. He sure wasn't the prettiest pooch in the pound but he was small, friendly, a poodle mix so no shedding, and he loves to walk. We decided to adopt him and Wednesday night we picked him up. It was a very rainy evening and we had 2 detours to get through and lots of Amish buggies to avoid hitting on our way to Oasis animal shelter. All the way there I kept wondering if this was the right thing for us...was I nuts to get a dog? Well, we took old Chubbs home and he's doing great. He's housebroke, very mellow, and adjusting to us and hopefully getting the idea that he gets to stay here. No more kennels and barking dog buddies all day...he might miss his friends but not his kennel! He needs some good grooming and I'll be making his spa day appointment soon. He did tolerate us giving him a good bath though! I think the name Chubbs will stick. He was abandoned and they guess he's around 8yrs old...I sure wish we knew his real name but so far he's answering to Chubbs!