Two years ago yesterday, I brought home a four-pound, eight week old scrap of black fluff and attitude from the Pikes Peak Humane Society. I stashed him in the master bathroom for safety while I went out to feed the horses. As I stepped outside in the bitter cold, listening to him scream at being abandoned, I saw the constellation Orion in the sky, and decided to name our new miniature schnauzer puppy after it. I took this photo about two hours later.
He still has the attitude.
Congratulations, Elaine. I celebrated my one year anniversary with Mollie yesterday.