memory

Favorite memory? I don't know that I have one. Right now I'm trying even to pin down a good memory. I suppose the day I found out I was having twins or maybe even the day they were born would be good ones, though rather cliched. Hmm, how the day we got our new puppy? Little background as to why this was awesome. Cora was over a year old and flat out refused to put any weight on her legs. She couldn't walk, but she wouldn't even stand. Her doctor and infant development workers were so concerned about this that they put her into physical therapy convinced something was medically wrong with her. This will come into play later in the story I promise.
So, I'm on petfinder.com trying to find the perfect puppy for us (with the help of Nickala of course!) and I came across a litter of puppies that were half St. Bernard and half Springer Spaniel. What a combo! Couldn't pass that up. So without even warning my hubby I put in an application on a female pup. The next I received a call saying we were approved for adoption! oh and by the way, the shelter we were adopting from was in Waterloo Iowa!! What a drive! so three weeks later, after the pups were deemed healthy Nikki and I drove down to Waterloo to pick her up. We left at 5 am Sunday morning. We got back into town at 2 am Monday morning, oh and we both had 8 am classes that morning. I dont' recall why I decided to go to class that morning, oh wait yes I do, I had a test. So I go to classes and come home. the new puppy who I have name Kika is lying on the couch. As I stand there watching, Cora crawls over to the couch, grabs on and STANDS UP and says "hi puppy"! It blew my mind. Apparently it isn't that she couldn't walk, she just didn't have the proper motivation to until we got Kika.