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And She's Back...

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Three weeks ago, we saw our last pup off to her new home.  Alice was Glo's favorite.

Well, this weekend we got a call that the owner had developed some extreme health issues, and she couldn't take care of Alice anymore.  And she's back.

We love this puppy.  If we didn't already have our five dogs, we would keep her in a heartbeat.  I know that we brag about Aussies in general, but she's a real winner.

She's fast (and can keep up with our big dogs).
She's smart (Glo taught her to sit within minutes).
She's house-broken (and she's only 11 weeks old).
She shows so much potential.

As always, I'm stressed about finding her a home.  We turned away a number of good prospects, but now we have to start looking again.  My worry is that she's going to work her way into our lives, and we aren't going to want to find her a new home.

Glo, our dogs' best friend

There's nothing like string cheese to teach a pup how to "sit"

Alice

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  1. MarkJanuary 31, 2012 at 12:25 PM

    Ahahaha so cute!!! Little (or should I say BIG) Alice is back! Hopefully we can find her a good home though..... Cause we definitely can't have six dogs. THat'd be CRAZY!!!

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  2. John KennedyFebruary 6, 2012 at 2:26 PM

    Thank goodness we found a home for little/big Alice with a family with a Mom a Dad and two kids. They are going to walk her in the morning, the mid day, the afternoon and take her to obedience classes so she should be good!

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