I don’t know if it was a seasonal thing. Maybe something about the cooling temperatures that softened my resolve. Maybe the glut of puppies after paw-paws and babymamas got it on in the summer heat. Whatever the reason, I adopted Porter and Rosie almost a year apart from each other.

Happy adopt-a-versary, little Rosie. You’re not the youngest gal in the house any more, but you’re still the princess.

Please don’t let the giant eat me.