I think Nununda has found a home. The people were over to see her today, I think it will be a good home for her. The guy was almost in tears, he liked her so much. They had just lost one a couple of weeks ago and he was grieving.
I am a little worried that they didn’t have an autopsy done, seems a mystery why a 7 yr old cattle dog would just keel over one night. But I guess they weren’t that curious. They have 2 other dogs of mixed breed, medium to large in size and they all sleep together. Nununda is used to sleeping on the bed, and hell, anywhere else she wants, I guess, if I had to say it plainly. Seems like these folk have the same attitude. She should feel right at home.
They have a nice back yard, and I am going to try to make sure they get her out frequently. Dogs need new sights and smells just like we do.
Dave needs to say goodbye and also needs to check these guys out himself, so I told them we’d bring her over tonight and Dave could meet them. I told them to expect another interview. I grilled them pretty hard.
I fed the dogs frozen hard-boiled eggs while the people were here. Everybody calmed down real well and Nununda seemed to take to the guy right away, laid down at his feet while we were talking, even.
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