I had seen Sierra every time I visited my mom, but I never thought I'd take her home with me. In fact, when she was old enough, I took photos of her to post online, and I spent a few weeks trying to find a home for her.
Scott continued to play with her and I knew he was debating with himself, until finally, the words came out: what if we take her? I wasn't completely shocked. All the inquiries had fallen through, and Scott just has a huge, squishy, warm heart. As reluctant as I was, I couldn't help but give into their puppy eyes, and before I knew it, we were driving home with another dog!
I'll admit that at first I wasn't too thrilled about the new addition. I was used to my routine with Charlie, and Sierra just wasn't falling into sync with it. But, after a little while, that was it: she was family. She's a rebel, but with her quirky, energetic personality, she manages to fit so perfectly in our pack, and I'm thankful she was born. She's become Charlie's best friend, and she's opened up my heart even more. Now I just want to take in all the homeless dogs. All of them.
Happy birthday, my sweet girl.