Ciri is a veterinary technician and a total bleeding heart. I have a house full of cats to prove it. She’s done well in the past year, until now – um… sort of.  Meet the new “addition:”

She’s sort of a new addition.  I say sort of because the conditions that we agreed to makes the “addition” actually a “fosteree.”  Ciri is supposed to go out and find her real family or a at the very, least, a new family.

The only reason the dog is even being allowed here is this:

We think she was hit by a car, receiving some hip fractures along with the nasty wounds.  She’s a very mellow and friendly dog; it’s really sad to see animals this way, but I’m glad we could offer her something more than a concrete run.

Luckily, Ciri’s coworkers found the owners and the dog went back to her family earlier this evening.  I hope she heals well and lives a long life.

I don’t think they would have found each other if not for the microchip implant.  Love those things.  Anyway, thought that would give some insight into my “twit” from last night.