Last summer we got a new dog, he is a rescue Viszla, we love him to pieces, he's not a Jackie replacement, he's just Kaptain, so different, and he really has patched a hole in our hearts. It was quite the process to get a rescue dog, you have to fill out applications, be approved, etc. When he became available we had to be at the LA shelter at a certain time to apply for him, darn we were too late, someone was ahead of us. The rescue people then told us they really wanted us to have him and if #1 wasn't in line right at opening time on the next trip he would be ours. Yay, who would know that you have to be there right at opening time. He is ours, he's part of the family. I am relatively sure he was a rescue dog because he must have ruined an important dinner party. Being used to a small dog (who thought she was a big dog) I was completely surprised the first time he stole food off of the counter, he was really well behaved in all ways except for that and we still haven't been able to break him of this, we just don't put anything within reach of him on the counters, except when we forget, which seems to happen quite often.
Yesterday we had a humongous garage sale (not at our house, we were just the helpers) for the Scout trip, they are going to Philmont this summer and doing a horse packing trip, when low and behold, look what turned up at the garage sale, as if there are not enough bikes in the Wright garage, entryway, bedrooms etc. Brad fell in love with this gem, it's an old steel frame something, fixie. In fact this Bianchi green (but not Bianchi) bike reminds me of adopting a rescue dog. It was Kaptain's lucky day when we got him from a high kill shelter, he is loved and spoiled, he actually has quite the great life. And so it was this bikes lucky day, he already has a new saddle, a borrowed wheel from Brad's race bike and a list of must haves from the bike shop. I have lost count of how many bikes we own and I think that soon this bike can move to the stable in the garage.
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