Once we got back from Philly, after the whole Watson incident, our neighbor’s puppy started hanging around the farm. At first, she and Scout would play chase along either side of the fence, and then Lady discovered that she could fit through the bars of the cattle gate if she just jumped high enough. So now she sleeps on the back porch every night, curled up next to Scout. She follows Will during his morning and afternoon chores. She plays fetch with Alston.
She’s still not our dog. That being said, she’s been the perfect rebound puppy. I’m just trying not to get attached in case her rightful owners ever decide they want her to come home. Unfortunately, I think she’s already pretty smitten with us.