Steve and I got Annie the Dog from the El Reno Animal Shelter In June of 2011. She's a little red Shepherd mix gal, and quite a gal. The vet estimated she was about nine months old when we got her, so we count her birthday as October 2010, currently just over two years old. She has come a long way. My beloved husband went to Heaven in October of 2011, a terrible loss to me, and Annie misses him, too. We thought we'd let her sleep with us, but she wouldn't come up the stairs, which turned out to be okay because she was such a character to EAT everything she could get her mouth on! I always warn visitors, "You better pick that up if you want to keep it - Annie will eat it!" So upstairs turned out to be a haven, a safe place, where you could take things and not worry about Annie getting them.
Hmmm, until today, maybe. Son Michael and I had gone on an errand and when we got back, Annie was UPSTAIRS! She seemed a little startled, reminding me of someonw getting caught red-handed and acting like they didn't know anything about it - "What? Where am I? How did this happen?" We talked her to the top of the stairs and she managed to come downstairs under her own steam. Mike and I went upstairs for a status check, and it looked like the only thing she's done was slick up Cookie's (one of the cats) food dish. While I was up there Annie came BACK upstairs, but then ran back down when she saw me see her, funny little dog. Of course Cookie is NOWHERE to be found, and I don't know when I'll ever see her if Annie starts sleeping with me, but I'm pretty sure Cookie'll get over it eventually.
I guess we'll see what happens. Meanwhile, I'll have to be extra diligent to keep Cookie's (upstairs) cat box cleaned out and find a place up somewhere for Cookie's food. Never a dull moment, huh?
