Here is our annoyed puppy. Emory wears her emotions on her sleeve, so she let us know very quickly that she did not approve of the new addition. (Please ignore Chris in his boxers, as a general rule he doesn't wear pants in the house, so no surprise visits please:)
In Emory's defense, we made the puppy stay in her crate because she didn't cry when she was with Emory, when we came home from church the puppy had peed all over Emory's crate! I would probably be grumpy too.
Don't worry, we didn't really get a new puppy, we just fostered her for one night (this was Chris's idea and I informed him that I couldn't do it again... I felt like such a horrible person giving her back). Let's hope that she found a really great home, and for now our diarrhea dog is keeping our hands full :)
It just occurred to me that two posts ago I entitled "Snow Day" which is ironic because there was hardly ANY SNOW AT ALL that day, and the following post was about Salt Lake City where the snow was up to our waist but everyone went about there business as usual... the joys of living in the South.