I know. I'm crazy. I went to the SPCA today to look at a friend's mural in the otter pen. It's gorgeous. I had painted one wall inside, but had run into scheduling issues with-P, difficult child, Dad, you name it. Now I'm excited to paint again, so I volunteered to do the visitation area with-large portraits. As I was walking out of the bldg, a young man was struggling with-a rambunctious golden retriever. It was the happiest, liveliest dog I've ever seen. I asked if he'd just gotten it inside. He said, "No, I'm surrendering him." "I'll take him!" I said, and hugged the dog, who jumped up on me. He said it kept knocking his kids over, LOL. I said he just needed training. We walked in together and he slid a folder across the counter with-shot records and purebred sire records. They slid the relinquishment paperwork to him. He said, I'm here to surrender my dog." "I'm here to adopt the dog," I said. There were 3 or 4 employees there and they all said, "Go outside and talk. Go across the street. We never saw you." (Shades of Sgt Schultz in Hogan's Heroes, "I know nothing!") Yahoo! A free purebred dog with-papers! We put the dog in my car, and drove 20 yds across the street in his truck. The owner is a Navy guy who will be leaving for a few mo's and he's the one in charge of the dog. He works full time and goes to school 1/2 time and has to find time for his wife, kids, house, etc. Just too much. He asked if I was looking for a dog and I said no, I'm one of the artists who does murals. He said, "Do you do children's portraits?" Oohhhh, yeah. One catch: he hasn't been neutered yet. (The dog, not the owner.) So we went back to my car and he said he wanted to say goodbye. He opened my car door, hugged his beautiful dog, talked to him, let him lick his face, talked some more, and shut the car door. I felt so awful, but he said, "I'm so glad I met you because you never know what will happen or who might end up with-the dog when you come here." I said, "I'm sorry," and gave him a great big hug. He was blinking back tears. So, the new dog (with-a goofy name we're going to change) is working out dominance with-Starbucks (I think Starbucks is the winner) and has such a good temperament, the whole thing is wonderful and amazing and one of the happiest things I've done just for myself in a long time. Which reminds me ... husband doesn't know yet. Gulp.