For the last two years, my kids have asked me to take them to the animal shelter to look at dogs. There is always something to do, not enough time, or I just forget. Two Thursdays ago we were out running errands and I spotted the animal shelter; however, I was in the wrong lane to get there. I flipped a 'U-ie' and the kids were a little annoyed that I wasn't headed home anymore. I told them that they would be pleased with our destination.

They got out of the car and read the sign on the door and squealed with delight. We then proceeded to look at the dogs and ended up visiting with one. It was an eight week old Chihuahua. Noah named him S'more (dark fur on the top, light brown on his legs, and white paws) and Jacob named him Mojo. He was a cute little thing; however, he was not meant to be with us. His owner came and retrieved him.

I think that I gave the kids a bug and they asked to see more. I scoured KSL classifieds and we went to 'meet' two other Chihuahuas (one was a Dachshund/Chihuahua mix). We just didn't feel good about them as we did with S'more (AKA Mojo).

One week ago today (July 14) we met a couple in the IKEA parking lot (they were from Spanish Fork) and we met a cute little three month old girl. To Rob's utter dismay, we brought her home. The kids named her Demitra - she is called Demi (that means little) and Chi-ua (by Rob).

We go to puppy school today. We don't want her to be barky, bite-y, or annoying. I am sure that she will be an excellent student.

This is when we first adopted her.





She is itty-bitty. Just to show you in relation to Noah's head.


That is a little sippy cup that she is trying to get in to.