It's official.

I've lost it. Gone off the deep end. Rock bottom isn't far away.

We're pulling a puppy from a local shelter tonight to foster. She was in the overnight drop box last Tuesday morning when we picked up our van for our trip. For those of you unfamiliar with the overnight drop box, it's a way for irresponsible cowards to dump their pets without being held accountable. But, I guess it's preferable to them being dumped on the side of the road.

Anyway, since she was dumped, she had to be held the required seven days (in case the irresponsible coward who left her changed his mind). So she's spent the last week in the animal control kennels, exposed to God only knows what, learning that it's okay to pee where you sleep. Yesterday was her seventh day and I just faxed the paperwork to transfer her to our rescue group.

The shelter is listing her as a Dachshund-mix but I think she's already too big for that to be possible. Either way she has beautiful red hair and we're going to call her Ruby. Our dogs are actually really good with puppies - CiCi (our oldest female) teaches a mean course in puppy manners 101. And puppies are really good for Lily, our otherwise crazy pit bull - adult dogs make her nuts, but she LOVES puppies! Hopefully Ruby will pick up on the housetraining relatively fast...hey, a girl can HOPE, right??

Check back tonight for pictures!!