|THE SIBLING PUPPIES|
REUNITED WITH MY LONG LOST SISTER, SHILOHHey Hounders,
|SHILOH + MAX|
I couldn't believe my eyes. It was my sister Shiloh (named after our mother). She hadn't changed much. She had a lot more black dots on her (ticking) and she had put on a LOT of weight (a whole lot), but it was definitely Shiloh. I couldn't believe that my own sister was coming home to live with us, forever.
<--MAX + SHILOH -->
Can it get any better than this? (Yeah, we could have steak for dinner; like that'll ever happen.) It's great having Shiloh to play with, not that Abby and the Goldens aren't fun, but it is nice to have somebody like me. I'm not the odd man out now, even though dad says I'm still odd. Shiloh is just as odd if not more so. And she is even bigger than me, she's taller, and she even outweighs me now. Shiloh is a BIG girl. We have adjoining crates in the kennel and we play together in the pen. Dad built us a big dog house that's supposed to be for both of us, but Shiloh likes to plop down just inside and blocks the door so that I can't get in. We lie around and reminisce about our younger days at Brookstone.
Since she came before Christmas in 2007, dad took her to get her Christmas photo taken by the same guys that took the pictures of the rest of us. He said it sure was an easier trip with just one dog, even if it was a giant dog. Then he had Shiloh's photo added to the Christmas composite picture. So Shiloh and I are both in that Christmas Card picture; now isn't that special.
END OF CHAPTER SEVEN