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I've been in the market recently for a new dog.  Wyatt Earp needs a friend, so I have been combing the issues of The Southwest and The Northwest Voice each week for the entries from both major pet shelters in town (the SPCA and Kern County Animal Shelter).  For the past three issues, the same dog was pictured -- her name was Ethel.  For some reason, Ethel's photo was speaking to me.  When we were making the next issue of Southwest Voice this week and Ethel was still looking for a home, I saw it as a sign that I needed to go see her.

I went to the SPCA on Thursday after work, and there she was.  It was, as it often can be, love at first sight.  Ethel came home with me that night and quickly became part of our family. She's smart, ridiculously loyal to "the one" (that's me) who rescued her, and she's loving to Wyatt.

I noticed, however, that she didn't respond to "Ethel."  In fact, at first I thought she was deaf because she never turned her head at all when I called to her.  We took several names for a spin, and finally someone called her "Jenny" and she responded!  Whatever her pre-shelter name was, it must have ended in a "y" because Jenny now responds quite heartily when called.

When you see the next issue of The Southwest Voice and see a sweet white Boarder Collie mix, she is no longer looking for a home.  :)