the girls

Nope, not a euphemism for my boobs. I mean Baby & Maggie. I’ve been posting about Bell so much and I realize that I should do a post about the other two girls in our life.

Let me introduce Baby.


This is my pretty, pretty princess. Baby was adopted from the Humane Society by our friend Beth’s daughter. She came to live with us in September of 2000. The first weekend she came to stay with us she and Isabell would swim, get out of the pool, play in the dirt and get back into the pool. It was…lovely.

Baby is our friendly girl. She loves everyone the minute they walk in the door. Even if she’s never met you she acts like she’s been waiting for you to come in the door her entire life.


She loves being with people. She will follow me around the house all day. It doesn’t matter where I go. she’s my shadow. Her favorite things in the world (other than everyone she meets!) are floppy toys and rawhide chews.

Baby and Bell were the best of friends. They used to “put on shows” all the time. They played so well together. I can tell that she’s sad without Bell. She’s just not quite the same. I keep finding her in Isabell’s cage sniffing everything. I wonder if I should take the cage down or just let her hang out.

This sweet girl is Maggie.


We, ok I, adopted her from the SPCA in October of 2006. She was…a little rough looking. She had been brought in with her litter of puppies. All the puppies were adopted right away, but The Mags was still there.

The name on her information sheet at the shelter was Janet. I’m a total dork so I said “Janet, Miss. Jackson if you’re nasty.” Yeah, there was a guy with his son right next to me who looked at me like I was insane. I said “uh, Janet Jackson? Control? He and his son left. 🙂

Maggie was in the cage with another dog who attacked her every time I got near them. Yes, that’s why I adopted her. She was being bullied. I asked the girl to get her out because I felt bad for her. I spent a few minutes with her before she started asking to go outside. As soon as we went out she pooped in the grass. I decided that since she was both sweet and housetrained she was perfect.

Oh yeah, and she was 3. Oh wait, she wasn’t. They said she was 3, but when we took her to the vet he said that they were extremely off. Yeah, his best guess was 7. So my small young dog that I went to adopt 2 years ago is now 9 and weighs like 50 pounds or so.

She’s very shy. She’s scared of everything (Hushbear started calling her Maggie Smack Smack). I really think that she would have been the perfect dog for an older couple. She needs a nice quiet environment. I think it’s going to be really hard for her when we have kids, but she’s such a sweet girl and we love her.

These are my girls.

They don’t really care for each other but there appears to be an uneasy truce for now. I’m still holding out hope that they will be good sisters too.
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Recovering pharmacy technician, History BA, wife to a workaholic, mommy to one pup and two boys, epileptic, vegetarian. I've got a mouth like a sailor & find myself becoming more cynical & more liberal all the time.
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