Now came the time for us to make our decision whether we were really ready to take on the responsibilities of another dog. We decided we should take the time to see how we felt and reach our conclusion without Dixie’s brown eyes in our home, so we returned her to foster care while we deliberated. One night was all it took. Next day we drove the snow covered country roads to get her back. She was happy to see us again, and I was told she missed us. The reunion was fun and felt right.

It was clear immediately that Dixie loved all and aimed to please. Not a mean bone in her body. At times we actually wish she were a little more protective. She exuded Southern Hospitality, so the name “Dixie” seemed a good fit.

Dixie is our constant companion now and goes everywhere we go, including trips to the Outer Banks, NC. Her doggie enthusiasm, and the comfort of sharing our home with her, has helped us get through the grief of losing our old friend “Sugar”. She has brought fun into our lives. Dixie’s greatest joy is to make friends with all people and animals. My grand daughter looks forward to Dixie’s visits and it’s rewarding to watch them interact as we carefully supervise.

I know that Dixie thinks that she is our ‘baby’ and of course to us “she is.”