So, yesterday we found Darcy's owners and returned her and that, my friends, was all.

HAHAHAHA. Yeah, right.

Ok, so we did find her owners - very very concerned owners who had been frantically looking for her and her brother. There's another little boston lost out there, awwww -  and they picked her up, thanked us profusely, and left. Then, forty-five minutes later, they came back and told us they had planned on selling her anyway, because he was working  three jobs, she was working two, they had two other dogs, and three kids including a three year old who had recently figured out how to open doors. (Three guesses how the dogs escaped in the first place.) So, because we had taken her in and treated her well and obviously cared about her, they were going to let us have her.

For free.

With AKC papers.

Unspayed.

Up here, that's a fucking 1200-2000 dollar dog. Free.

Of course, that means I get to play mediator to the rug rats again today, but Bebo an Darcy have already warmed up enough they sleep together, so everything's gonna work out well.

Fate has intervened and brought another new terror to the Griffin family. Meet our new stray, who more than likely will be staying with us. It looks like she was turned out and dumped, so unless someone contacts the pound - we've sent in her info - she's found her new home.

So, meet Darcy, our little Boston Terrier!

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