Things seemed to just fall into place for us just before Christmas of last year. We had casually contemplated getting a dog, but with Eric's allergies, we would have to have one that was hypo-allergenic. And with our tendency to not want to spend a lot of money, we hadn't found one that suited us. And then my mom crossed paths with a woman who was trying to find a home for her dog. She loved the dog, but she felt like they didn't give it enough attention and so they were hoping to find someone who could. So my mom mentioned it to me and I went to visit this dog and it was love at first sight. So two days before Christmas, we got an early Christmas present. A four year old, !housebroken! toy poodle. We named her Winnie, as in Winnie the Poo-dle. Get it? Ha ha, blame Eric for that one...
