A new face in our household:
Runt 
(her call name from her original owner)
or
Squeaky 
(from her high pitched squeaks when she yawns)
(and, the first call name that perked up her ears...)

After the shocking loss of Augie we thought we'd take a chance at a 
"rescue" dog especially since our situation lends itself to accommodating
large and giant breeds.  Petfinder led us to Rest My Paws, one of the Atlanta area 
Pyrenees Rescue groups; her owner was headed overseas and she needed a home.
Runt is 8 years old, 3/4 Saint Bernard and 1/4 Pyr, originally from Washington State.
Todd raised her from the time she was 5 weeks old until he left for Afghanistan
where we assume he'll work as a civilian contractor. 

Fostering an 8 yr old isn't without it's own risks but so far we think things are
on the right track.  She's definitely a "pet me" dog and that fills our current void
very well...hopefully we'll give her what she needs during her separation from Todd.

Autumn Update 2004

For what seems to have been a mostly "inside" life, Squeaky has really adapted to "life on the farm".
The past few weeks she's been barking at the appropriate "varmints" with Diego in a team fashion, 
sleeping (by choice)  outside at night on the dog beds on the front porch, 
and showing an "in general" air of confidence in her new surroundings
...and...her personality is beginning to bloom for us...

And then, just like that, she was gone. She lived here for four years and four weeks and made our place her home.
Suddenly on the evening of July 18th Squeaky went into acute respiratiry distress and in a matter of several hours, despite the direct
efforts of our masterful veterinarian, she passed out of this world. Cause is still unknown but surely age was a factor since she was
very near to her 12th birthday (even though she still looked like a 6 year old).

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