An auspicious end to the NOO year

I finally found a home for that little white dog; After about a week of waiting for his owners to contact the pound, I put an add up on Craigslist for him. I listed everything that was wrong with him and said that instead of a 'rehoming fee', I would prefer to meet with the new owner at the vets, and make sure that he (the dog) got his first round of shots.
I was totally inundated with people offering to buy the dog, or take the dog to the vet next week, or people who were going to give the dog to their granny and SHE would take it to the vet. Oy.
So when a rescue group contacted me and offered to take him I jumped on it. I usually hate rescue-people because they're snotty and uptight and controlling. This lady, however, was very nice. She picked him up on Saturday, no fuss. I checked out the group's websight first, and it looks like he's in good hands.

So that was good, but I think Bender misses him, so we took him to the dog park today. What a cool place! Pure, doggie chaos. I'll take the camera next week and get pictures. There were probably about forty dogs there, of all sizes, running around and sniffing and pooping and just being dogs and everybody had a good time. The baby got her cookie stolen twice, which she was okay with, because she got to pull some ears.
Somebody brought their Irish Wolfhound, and that was just incredible. He looked like something out of the Henson Workshop. Mr. Legs went and talked to his owner and he's been giving me meaningful looks ever since.

Bender didn't choose to mingle much; he prefered to wander around and sniff the other dogs, which was fine with me. There was a bunch of Labs and Retrievers, and a German Shepherd/St. Bernard mix. Bender doesn't seem so big now. He did find a little Boston Trrier that followed him around, jumping up and down, trying to sniff his tail.

All in all, a good day. Bender is currently stretched out on the carpet snoozing, and I'm doing the dishes with my newly repaired, non-leaking faucet. Hurray, me.