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[Image]It all started when we heard about a Chihuahua puppy at the pound. Cory called on it and it wasn't very good with kids, so that was out. But they had a Rat Terrier named Pickles that was not only sweet, but likes other dogs as well. This was at 5 p.m. By 7 p.m., Cory and the boys had come to hijack me from work and we had gone and picked up the poor pooch. She had just been fixed earlier in the day, so she was scared and drugged up and skinny. Now, two weeks later, she is a pistol. She's really loving and sweet and sleeps with the boys. She's also deaf, we think, which is kind of a challenge, though more for us than her, I think, since she can't hear us yelling for or at her.