“I don’t think that’s how it works with pets, but I do think she’s the one.”
“And, hey, you get to be Stacy’s mom, so everyone will know that you’ve got it going on.”
I reach out and push him gently, laughing at his stupid reference. “If people can’t tell I’ve got it going on just by seeing my awesome face, they need to get glasses.”
“Truth,” Stu declares and bends down next to me to get a better look at her.
While Stu and I have been going back and forth, Stacy has pressed herself as close to the bars as she can.
“Can we take her out?” I ask Adrian, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. The lashes I have on definitely help my efforts because he immediately agrees.
“Sure, let me just put on this lead.” Stu and I scoot back out of the way as Adrian leans down and carefully opens the door, then clicks the lead into place on her collar. He holds the end out to Stu, who eagerly takes it. “I think you two have got this handled, so I’ll let you have some time alone. Just let me know if you need anything. Otherwise, I’ll be back in a few to get all of the paperwork finished up.”
“Thank you,” I say, my eyes glued to the precious pup now wiggling in my lap. I smile widely at her enthusiasm and give her a kiss on the snout before glancing at Stu. “Take a picture for me?”
Stu pulls out his phone, a shit-eating grin spread across his face. “Of course, but I get to take some pics with her, too. I want to make Henry jealous.”
I laugh and agree easily. Henry, one of our friends, would do the same thing if he were here instead. Stu snaps a few photos, and then I take some more of him and Stacy.
After that, we find Adrian so I can fill out a few more forms and pay the adoption fee. He runs through her basic medical information, helps me set up a vet checkup, and shows me how to register her chip to me.
Once we say one more goodbye to Stacy and promise to be back for her tomorrow, I open up the Working Boys chat, the text thread Stu and I are in with our group of friends from college.
Me: Hey, boys, check out my new girl! *image attached*
Hen: Squee! She’s adorable! *heart eye emoji*
Mark: What’s her name?
Stu-boo: That’s Stacy. And sorry, Henry, but I’m already the favorite uncle. *shrug emoji*
Stu-boo: *image attached*
Leighton: When can we come see her?
Greg: She looks so sweet. Congrats, Steve, I know you’ve wanted a dog for a while
Me: Thanks *heart emoji*
Me: I get to take her home tomorrow and want to let her get settled in a bit before she gets too many visitors. Maybe give us a few days and then we can slowly introduce you all?
Hen: Dibs on first visit!
Chad: Can I come with?
Greg: Dude you can’t just add yourself to someone else’s dibs!
Leighton: Looks like he just did, Greg
Chad: You snooze, you lose
Greg: Fine, but Andrew and I are next
Mark: How about Steve tells us when we can come and keeps us updated with lots of pictures in the meantime?
Stu-boo: *image attached* I’ll help out with the picture sending
Leighton: Showoff