Puppy Love

"Africa time" is a common phrase when describing how long things take to happen. Somehow this philosophy was recently suspended when, within roughly a week long period, I managed to inherit two dogs. My first puppy, Krindy, was the one I had puppy-sat for friends for a week, though she had been spending the last month with another volunteer where she was supposed to stay. Unfortunately, the volunteer's community became aggressive to Krindy and she was unable to stay there. I volunteered to keep her until another home was found. If anyone has tried this tactic, it doesn't work well. The 8 month or so energetic puppy fit so well I decided she could stay. About a week after that, I got a call from a friend of mine who had decided she was going to go back home; unfortunately, she had a puppy as well, Charlie. As Charlie had recently spent the week at my house during our IST training, I figured I would be a good friend and offer to keep her until another home was found. So, Charlie came to play and stay with Krindy and my small, 4 room house. Though Charlie's permanent home is still unknown, I will keep her until it is found. An additional note that makes this even better. I might have mentioned before that there is an old, grouchy dog that tends to hang out in my backyard. I have no idea whose it is or where he is from, but he just chills here. There is also a younger adult dog that makes an appearance every once in a while. So now we have old grouch, younger adult, Krindy, and Charlie. I went out to get water two days ago and was looking through the fence to Evariste's yard and happened to see a small ball of fluff waddling away. I went to investigate and apparently, Senga and Evariste have just adopted a new puppy, a couple weeks old. Welcome to the crazy dog party, King.