Think We are With Dog

At the pet cemetery, visiting Ranger's grave a week ago, one of the ladies that works there told us about a man who wanted to give away his young Labrador Retriever. Where we interested?

I looked at my husband and his big smile--if his ears hadn't been there his smile would have gone around his head.

I thought it was to soon to get a new dog. I still grieved Ranger baddly, and replacing a beloved black Labrador with another black Labrador didn't tempt me. Later we found out that the dog was beige, 9 months old, and had been sitting in a cage at a Kennel for nearly three months. The dog's plight (and difference from Ranger) made my heart open up. OK, no harm in visiting him.


We found out that the man with the kennel wanted rent money for the three months the dog had been there, 180 Euro. Hmmm we could understand the kennel owner....but why wouldn't the owner pay for rent, for a young beautiful Labrador male that was imported from Hungary and they had (allegedly) paid 900 Euro for?


One of my Italian friends said, half joking half serious, "It sounds like Camora!"

This is confusing Amore!

More Later!