Must Be Genetic!

I had not seen my cousin for years
until we met up again at my brother's
fortieth birthday party last year.

She had been reading here and we had
been chatting back and forth on Facebook
for a few months before that, though.

Well, the last time I had seen her she
was pretty young. I am thrilled
to see what a lovely lady she has become.
Fun and pleasant to be around.

She married a great guy, too.
We met him Friday night.
Tim has just returned from
a tour in Iraq.
I know that PJ is thrilled
to have him home...
and he seems very glad
to be back.

But why did I mention genetics in the
title of this post?

One of the first things we learned upon
seeing PJ and Tim on Friday evening was
that they were on the verge of canceling
a planned two week trip to Florida in
order to adopt a Lancaster County "Puppy
Mill" Rescue dog....And they did!

Turns out that Tim's Aunt volunteers
as a Foster Home for the Humane League.
At the time PJ and Tim got there she
was fostering four dogs.

This is such a great way to bring dogs
into a rescue. That way each dog can
be screened for aggression or other behaviors
that should be disclosed before placing out
for adoption.

The four year old small dog they adopted
is very shy. She has had a couple of litters
of puppies and does not seem to know what to
do with people. They said she is very, very
scared. That dog really struck pay dirt to
get adopted into their house though. She will
be much loved and very well treated!

Yep, loving dogs and turning our lives
upside down for them...it runs in the
family.

The great thing about all of these changes
in plans? I get to see more of my cousins.
We are planning to bowl together today.

Yay!!!