I wanted to post this last weekend, but I was too busy dying. I’m still sick, but with moments of lucidity thrown in for good measure. In fact, I now have a horrible cold on top of everything else (thanks Medrol Dospak!), and am scheduled for a CT scan tomorrow. Funzies.
Last weekend (February 6th, to be exact!) was our 1 year anniversary of adopting Lilly. And yet, I have try reaaaaaally hard to try to remember a time when we didn’t have her. Oh wait, come to think of it, there was a time that I didn’t feel the urge to vacuum Every. Single. Day.
Here was our first glimpse of the lovely little one that was going to WORM her way into our hearts.
This was her photo on the Humane Society website that I fell in love with immediately. I looked at it every day for a week, and then fretted about someone else adopting her before we could get there on the weekend. Her name at the Humane Society was “Precious”… which… ick. While she was indeed precious, I am not that girl. So we hemmed and hawed trying to think of an appropriate name for her. We tried lots of Irish place names (as we had taken a trip to Ireland together not long before), but those only seem to work for boys, not girls. Hrmph. Then we thought about her coloring, and the fact that we had a trip to Greece in the pipeline for later that year (or so we thought – thanks Greek economy! Tis okay though, we ended up in Jamaica that fall. Not too shabby).
We settled on Lillith, which means “Of the darkness” in Greek. It sounds kinda dark, I suppose. But then, T and I are kinda dark. Sometimes. Plus, she’s mostly black. It just works. And I’m allll about shortened nicknames, and have always loved the name Lilly. So, Lilly she is.
The day we met her, is the day we brought her home. We went to visit her, played with her in the playyard, went to lunch while our application was being reviewed, found out we were approved, came back and took her home the same afternoon. It was all so quick! She shivered and shook on the way home in the backseat with me, and I fell a little bit more in love with her.
Here is a photo from the day we brought her home. This is outside in our front yard, she hadn’t even been inside the house yet…
Throughout the year we’ve had a lot of fun watching her grow… playing in the snow… nosing around in my garden, playing with her pool, making new friends, and destroying LOTS of toys. Thankfully, toys are all she really ever destroys. (But seriously if my 44 lb Aussie can destroy the EXTREME KONG, wtf do other bigger dogs chew/play with!?!?!)
I think she likes it here…
I think we’ll keep her.
We love her so.