Well, it turned out that there were other families interested as well (she was a really neat dog), and after the interview round resulted in deadlock, the winner was drawn from a hat and it was not us. That was harder than I had thought, and I thought I was prepared for disappointment; the kids, meanwhile, were in tears.
Right about then, however, we noticed a skinny little dog -- a Whippet/Labrador mix (or Whipador!) -- and introduced ourselves. She was extraordinarily gentle and really sweet, especially with the kids, and after a bit of discussion we decided to make her part of our family. On the way home, we went through a number of possible names until we hit upon Raven, both for her color and for the impending holiday.
Raven came out of the hospital much perkier and is recovering nicely. Unfortunately, since kennel cough is highly contagious among dogs she is quarantined for another three weeks. We are looking forward to getting her energy burned up on long walks and at the nearby dog park, where we are eager to see how fast she can run; I have seen references to a top speed of 35 MPH. For the time being, she is getting acquainted with our back yard, not to mention comfort-testing all of our furniture, but her chief occupation so far is asking for attention:
|Please pet me|