Alexander the Great!
Well Mom has gone back and forth on getting a pet. She has called me several times to tell me of a dog she found (in the paper, in a petstore etc) She just got rid of 8 kittens (I posted about previously) and I thought for sure she would keep one of them. But each time, she would conclude in the end that she didn't want to be responsible for or tied down with a pet. Soooooo, when she called yesterday I naturally thought, "Here we go again." But I guess it was just a matter of time and finding that perfect pet that she could not resist. The one that is worth being tied down for.
He is a Wheaton, Wirehaired Dachshund, coming with the name of Xander, which my mom says is short for Alexander. She got him thru a dachshund rescue center. All I know is, he is a perfect match for my mom and a welcome addition to our family. I went to visit tonight and he played ball, and snuggled on our laps. I told him we had a lot in common, we were both adopted by the same great lady. :)
So, whether my mom continues to call him Xander, or comes up with a new name, I know it was this "Great" little dog, with his innocent, sweet face - that captured my mom's heart. And that sets well with me.