Slightly nuts...

The past two weeks (two weeks? Is that it?) have been dominated by preparations. We have a nice house, but it isn't dog-proof by any stretch of the imagination.

A dog. I haven't had too many "Oh my goodness, what are we doing" moments, and not in the last two weeks, as that's the time since we met our first greyhound. Wanda came into the house, found the blanket we'd set out for her almost immediately, and proceeded to ignore Mike completely for the whole visit. Alas, we can be flexible on a number of things personality-wise, but the dog has to like Mike. Shane liked Mike, and we liked him, but we don't have the right house for him. We're not home enough for the dog he turned out to be now that he's been re-fostered. So this weekend, we're going to Red Deer to meet Priest and Chopper, and if one of them is the right dog, as of Sunday night, we will be dog owners.

I wish I'd taken a picture of Mike this past Saturday, standing in PetSmart surrounded by about eight greyhounds, perfectly content.

This process has consumed our lives to the point where I really have nothing else to talk about. Once it's over, and we have a dog and can settle into a new routine, I'm sure I'll be able to pick out the nuggets of our life experience to share here. In the meantime, we're getting the house ready, and we've turned...



...slightly crazy for dog renos!