So we adopted Annabelle back in Nov of 2005 as our “trial run” for parenting. We figured we would ruin the dog and then, after perfecting our style, ruin some kids. But we never made it past the dog. And we don’t plan to. I found Annabelle on PetFinder.com. Michael had always wanted a doberman and the name Annabelle had always been on my baby name list. A match made in heaven. And she was already almost 2 when we adopted her, great for me since I didn’t want to go through the whole puppy training thing. We found her at the local shelter, or Michael did, nibbling on her kennel-mates’ ear. Very kind of her. We played with her for a while and brought her home. She is my first dog and to say I am bit neurotic about the dogs is a massive understatement.
Here is her “baby” picture: