When we moved to Arkansas last fall, we gave our dog, Stormy, to a very good friend on the condition that once we found our own (bigger) place over there, we would take her back. As time went on, our friend grew very attached to Stormy and wanted to keep her for himself. After some negotiations (Grant and Matthew got a new go-kart out of the deal), Stormy went to live permanently with our friend. We still get to see her occasionally and she loves her new home. When we moved back this summer, we started talking about getting a new dog. A small one. We looked online at what the shelters had for weeks. Last Saturday, we drove to Cordova for a dog adoption event. Several shelters set up spots in a large parking lot to hopefully adopt our their fur friends. We walked around and petted several but nothing really grabbed our attention. As we stopped at the last booth, we found her. We all loved on her immediately. She had to be ours. After convincing the owner of the shelter that we were, in fact, responsible adults even if we didn't have a fenced-in back yard, we were allowed to adopt "Lacey". She is around 2 years old and weighs about 15 pounds. She's a feisty, playful, and lovable Terrier mix. Lucky for us, she was already housetrained, neutered, and up to date on all her shots. After a quick stop at PetCo for some essentials, we brought her home. We all love her!