The new doggie. Somebody threw her out of a car, and she ran around the neighborhood for three days until she finally managed to sneak into our house and steal some dog food.
Mom fell in love, and as soon as we could coax her into trusting us, she decided she was here to stay.
Unfortunately her name is Tinkerbell. The pain.
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Your eyes do not deceive you, she IS wearing a sweater. In August. Because she is cold. )