Vana Has Gone Home!
Well, we didn’t think she’d last long, being small, sweet, and gorgeous, but Vana went home with her forever family last night. She was a guest in the dollhouse for a record sixteen days. After Quest was here close to seven weeks and Caroline stayed for nearly six, we didn’t anticipate saying “see ya later” to Miss Vana so quickly.
Oh dear. I miss those speckles.
The Electrician and I are thrilled to know Vana is home with a loving family we are sure will love her for the rest of her days. We have already had a photo update of the pretty little thing, and apparently Vana and her new canine brother are getting along famously. They met in our living room last night, and their relationship started smoothly; luckily for both dogs, the humans who came to meet Vana fell hard for her too. Look at that face: it’s impossible to think she’s anything but beautiful.
I’ve always been a large dog person. The bigger the dog, the better, as far as I’ve been concerned for a long time. I didn’t expect to fall so hard for the little beagle who spent the last two weeks cuddling us whenever she could and hiding treats around our house. Who knew 35 pounds of dog could hold so much awesome?
Have a great life, itty bitty pretty one. Thanks for visiting.
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Posted on January 31, 2013, in Foster Dogs and tagged foster dog, mammalrama, my weird life, the dollhouse. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.
Hooray for Vana! I can’t believe you’ve already fostered 3 dogs!
Thank you! Three have flown by, in retrospect. The Electrician and I feel very happy we could help save three little lives, so far. Stay tuned for the next houseguest.
Glad that Vana has a permanent loving home – even if it isn’t the dollhouse:)
She truly has a fantastic home. I love stories that end well, even cheesily well, and that’s what we have here.
Great news! I share your predisposition to favor large dogs. Imagine my dismay at having a Lhasa Apso land on my doorway. We had that fellow for 12 years and, although I still prefer a dog with more size to cuddle, he was a huge personality in such a small fuzzy suit.
You know, I think the personality of the dog makes all the difference. If it’s shaped like a jack russell but thinks like a great dane, I can deal. I’m all about what’s on the inside, in the end.