Our gotcha story as told by Mommy

You know my husband died, Jerry Sweet Sucks!  But in the interim when he lived, and boy howdeee, we had another SharPei Spoiler. Jerry didn't want a dog. No Dog...No Dog...No Dog... but then I wheedled and I wheedled cause I wanted a dog.  So all of a sudden (music to affect my ministrations) we found ourselves way up north where there were SharPei puppies!!! Imagine my surprise!!!  This little feller Spoiler (as he was to be called) broke through Jerry Sweet's cold cold heart and he was ours!!!!

I have pictures but not enough knowledge to get them on here. baby steps...

We lived joyously with that dog for 8 years. But he died. (curiously now I think from SharPei Fever which Meja suffers from.

We mourned that dog, oh how we mourned. Never a dog again...NEVER!

Then about 8 months later, as it happened, we both started with the  'a dog would be good', 'maybe a baby dog would be good', 'maybe our hearts could open again'.....

THEN Jerry Sweet (God rest his soul) said to me 'maybe we should look for a dog.'

THEN after my looking, 'maybe two, a brother and sister!'

the story or how we came to be... continues...