So it's finally happened. I know it's illegal in some states and many said it would never happen while this president is in office, but I'm happy to say it has.
Kieran and I are parents.
Well, godparents really. To a dog. So it's kind of like god-dog-parents. Whatever, we have love to give and this dog is gonna get it! Our lovely friend Elizabeth has been itching to get a greyhound for years, and would always find one reason or another to not do it. Well, if a little pushing on our part didn't do the trick than I don't know what did, but a few days after a long talk over dinner (and a bottle or two of wine), an appointment was booked at a shelter right outside of Philly and we were on our way!
Kieran, Elizabeth, and I rented a car and drove the 1 1/2hrs to go find ourselves a doggy, and despite the amount of distractions (KIERAN!) we made it there without any major mishaps. We really weren't sure what to expect when we got there: Would we stand in a large room and just pick one running around us? Would they bring them out a few at a time? Would we just walk through the kennel as they're in their crates? We really had no idea what to expect.
Luckily, the adoption agency, Greyhound Angels Adoption (click here), was AMAZING with placing the right dog to the right owner, taking into account personality (of both), schedule, lifestyle, family status, etc; you could truly tell that they cared about where their temporary babies were going. So after a thorough talk with Elizabeth, the owners looked at each other and agreed on one dog simultaneously ... "Benelli".